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I spent years buried
in hundreds of thorns
as a halo above my head
but I was never the one
to face the truth from the lies
I’ve been told by my elders.
I guess I seem to be the reason
why everyone backs out of being
wholesome and pure hearted.
But still I’m simulated in situations,
I never wanted to be in.
To tell you the truth,
I used to fill my head with the lies
others told me in the past.
But my kindness has the better of me,
and to be fair and true is something
I’m still learning and becoming.
I won’t sugar coat the things
people wanted me to know as a child.
But it’s in my adolescence that I learned
so many bad things about life.
Professors won’t see me at my best
that’s what I told myself as a teen.
I wish guys like Dillon would see
the scarification made by women
from many, many, many generations.
But he’s too prideful, too selfish
to understand why I kept quiet
while he belittled me in front
of all of our peers.
He took my rightfully earned crown
but that’s alright by me.
I have someone else willing to listen
without me having to ask for his time.
Dillon, he lost my respect
when he told the world
of all of my faults.
I want to bid him farewell
but his anger was too loud
from him to hear my goodbye.
Changed his name on the internet
to Chase Graves thinking
that I wouldn’t know.
Hardheaded, shallow minded
neurotypical boy who promised the world
but he thought it’s over for a girl like me.
I still got a long list of gentlemen
to speak my mind to.
I guess that I’ll have to start with him.
His heart heart his filled with anger
but I’m the one who turned so blue
by keeping my mouth shut.
I only spoke kindly to his face.
I never said things to hurt him
but why does he want to hurt me?
A little battle between the sexes
is something that he wanted.
He is dignified with torture
and violent delights
but he won’t write a single
lullaby just to calm himself to sleep.
I guess that he’ll have to keep
an eye on the clock
and into the soul of another girl
if that’s what he wanted
out of his dreadful war he started.