I'm always the first,
Always left to think and deals with **** headfirst.
It's like I'm cursed,
And I need to be dealt with and nursed.
I try sometimes to keep immersed,
Into everything peaceful, but I always reverse,
Onto old thoughts with a negative thirst.
But I get out of it when I think of her and our good times I rehearse,
Or I over think and remember she hurting, so my happiness emerge.
So I pray to God for guidance and her protection,
Then I cool down and I relax from all frustration.
But it repeats and that what's make me the worst,
Because I'm always the first,
Always left to think and deals with **** headfirst.
It's like I'm cursed,
And I need to be dealt with and nursed.
I try sometimes to keep immersed,
Into everything peaceful, but I always reverse,
Onto old thoughts with a negative thirst.
But I get out of it when I think of her and our good times I rehearse,
Or I over think and remember she hurting, so my happiness emerge.
So I pray to God for guidance and her protection,
Then I cool down and I relax from all frustration.
And maybe I'll be good for a few days or weeks,
Then in God I pray and her love and care I seeks.

Bad secrets isn't good to keep, bad innovations isn't good to seek. Speak out loud with a loud voice and not with a soft voice, to change what has happened to you is not a possibility but maybe still your choice. Man's hearts are like stone in these days, don't care for themselves, so how would they for you. I thank God for giving me a soft and kind heart. Although rage, anger and pain is deep in it path. Hurt me not, hurt me not, stop and leave me alone. Stop causing harm to me and settle your soul. Stop committing your acts and abusing one's rights, stop intruding and destroying one's life. Where would you go if his bright light was to shine on you, exposing every ***** thing you ever said, thought and still do. It's so surprising that some men really don't care, their size, their age and their relationship,
It's like they don't fear.
What goes through a man's mind when he sits desperate for a prey, with evil thoughts in his head, I wonder what desperate things he say.
With no respect for himself, or the people he victimize. Forgetting that God don't sleep and never blinks his eyes, nor see and leave his children on the way side. But that time will come when all truth will come forth. And all his darkest words and deepest thoughts. And they will get put to shame, no longer would they play this game, of distress, self pleasure and ******* pain. And the one's he victimize will no longer feel the strain, or won't be afraid to step in the light again. And they will be brave enough to look him in the face, and say to him "You won't ever hurt me again".
A child's life is important and more important than anything else in this world, so truth be told protect your children and don't grow them knowing abuse, pain and scold. Because a child's pray is a blessing that would destroy all evil. Humble thyself like a child, hurt them no more but protect and be meek and feeble.

Nothing you say or do will frighten me,
I'm wise and I think independently.
If I'm a punk and a baby to you,
Then there's surely not one thing you can do.
Because my head is on my shoulders real firm,
And what I say I'm not going to do is what I'm not going to stir.

I'm different and I now truely realize,
That no one ever was able to make me act outside the lines.
No one was successful in making me do what they do,
Smoke what they smoke, drink what they drink, I never stepped in their shoe.

I always said no, and was never afraid to say it,
And they all called me names, like old records they continuously played it.
Forgetting that I'm mentally strong and no one can play with my mind,
Not those who tried and not even those next in line.

I may be different but I bleed the same red,
But at least I'm honest to myself, and always until I'm dead.
So the real ******* are the ones who try to fit in,
And chastise themselves onto sin.

I love the way I don't do what they do,
And I'm always smiling no matter who they slue.
I'm different with my head up high,
But they are different with intoxication and their red stains in their eyes.

Nothing you say or do will frighten me,
I'm wise and I think independently.
If I'm a punk and a baby to you,
Then there's surely not one thing you can do.
Because my head is on my shoulders real firm,
And what I say I'm not going to do is what I'm not going to stir.

Kiss me now and kiss me slow,
Kiss me let it hide or show.  
Kiss me until I can't feel my toes.
Until my breath runs from my lungs,
Kiss me tender, let me feel your tongue.
Kiss me until I can't see my path,
Kiss me so I can't feel my heart.
Don't stop, don't panic, don't faint,
Kiss me freaky because you ain't no saint.
Remember that if I kiss you long,
I won't want to stop unless I taste you tongue.

Distance yourself from me and leave me to be.
Your provocations stems a brief distraction.
Lamenting my focus and desorcrating my righteous plea.
Breaking me into pieces like many fractions.

Distance yourself from this world,
Or stand with evil and let evil live in you.
The more your false proverbs are preached, the more the truth turns.
Far from yunder, Olorun gave us wisdom so good and true.

Distance yourself from fraud and false Gods.
And their doctrines that are false thought.
Or be like fools that take from strangers and accept what's false bought,
Or be less curious, neglect and rebel against whats false fought.

Distance yourself from petty things.
Petty people, petty conversations and petty sins.
Pluck out all your black feathers from your white wings,
So your light will shine when you fly, and the world will recognize your bright stings.

Distance yourself from me bad mind people.
Do you think your actions and words are making me feble.
Or do you think your stare horrifies me and make me tremble.
Never at all my heart and mind are bounded with good and my body is Olorun's temple.

I want to hide, I want to run, I want fly far above the mysterious skies. No longer on the ground where I can slip nor slid, but in my zone where there's no rules, limits, truths or lies.
Maybe because I'm fed up of it all, I mean seriously, what's the point, what's the purpose.
And are we sure what's insured, is insured for us, maybe, maybe not.
For what, for who and who for what,
You won't understand because life is all mixed up. Taking orders giving complains, what's the deal if we feel pain and there's no ease for the strain. Not even a gain.

But we will find out soon enough, because we have been lied to enough, stressed out enough and dismissed enough.
But stay still, I understood when I was little, stay humble, meek and mild like a lamb, the Holy one's child.
I am, that's the worst part, rapidly and revengefully breaking my heart, stirring its path of a diluted failure in any shade of dark.
So where do I start, where do we part, why am I alive so long if sin is in my heart. If deception and lies is all there is to take part. Stranded in this fertile crescent world where anything can fall asleep and apart.

But I'm strong and I'll get stronger. By the second, by the minute, by the hour, by the days to weeks, months and years to meet.
You'll see me standing with my hands empty but my heart will be full and I'll be on my feet.
Passing by and through every corner and every street, telling the false people who serve false Gods that there is something much sweet.
So sweet, you won't stop licking your lips and ******* your teeth. However, where would you go, I bet you would want to repeat the deal you'll make to set thing straight, fulfill what's supposed to and conceal your faith to achieve the goals you set and get what's great.

I want to go far away, lead far from but not far astray, to slay the demons in my head and lock them far away.