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 11h
Aasiyah
what does it mean to be a woman?
what does mean to bleed?
what does it to be chased?
what does it mean to be erased?

i'm so sick and tired of all this lust
i wish the world would turn to dust
sometimes i want to cut off my own face
problems i don't feel strong enough to face

what does it mean to be a woman?
why do men have to hurt my pride?
If you don't like who the **** I am
there's no chance you'll get inside

my ***** is a private club
my body is to be gazed upon in closed off mirrors
and my self is a shadowy reflection
that disappears

the child in me on gone
my body is too ripe
they pick me off like a fruit
constantly trying to pipe

why do you have to **** me inside?
why can't eat me till I die?
you like me because I'm ******
but want a good girl for a bride

it's too bad that I'm a *****
i'm a ****, and i'm a witch
i am everything a man could ask for
and everything the right one could wish

no one appreciates anything I do
and i have to live for myself
***** I always want to die
cause' i can't be anybody else

what does it mean to be a woman?
i'm myself despite my flaws
pain is something that I live it
magics' something that I draw

from myself and the earth
in life, to death, from birth
i will live for myself,
i will fight for my worth
i've had guys lust over me since i was 9 lol
 11h
Aasiyah
Four years ago, I died
I've lived my life a lie
I felt inside my heart
an ever-loving guide
I prayed, and prayed for love
while looking up above
tears rolling down my eyes
I closed them as I cried

I begged and begged,
and when I lay my head to rest,
I wondered why
I was treated so much less
I kept looking up to the sky
a hole with emptiness
and I had no one else to rely,
and with nothing to hide

with my heart, I confessed. . .
you could say that I'm blessed
with all that I've lost
I've gained so much wisdom
but at what cost?
I don't think that it's worth it
I don't think that I'm happy
I understand my purpose;
I don't accept it gladly.

I've lost my religion
it wasn't my decision
after all, I guess I don't always value the truth.
but I've been through so much pain
to me, it is all in vain,
what was sacrificed of my youth
my innocence was slain
all for the hurtful truth.
 11h
Aasiyah
You saved me from my pain
by filling up my heart
with a love plastic and fake
that quickly fell apart

Our empire of love
was built upon a lie
But I love you still,
and that love will never die

You were my hero,
and I was your zero
You were my trophy,
and I was your prize

I wanted to keep you, always wanted to be near you
but I was an object inside of your eyes.
Your lies were crystal, in my rear mirror,
I was secret that you bled to hide

You were my lover, my one and only,
but I was a shadow in the shape of your lust.
I was so young, and I am naive
been too many years, yet I still stand to grieve

I always wear my heart on my sleeve
and you grab my wrist to prey on me;
I have no one to pray to
and although in this world I am free,
you are the one I'm a slave to
my childhood belief is that you'll set me free,
although you search for someone to save you

I've made you my hero for all of my life,
the legends lives on, and it will never die.

I've made you my hero for all of my life
what a dangerous thing to have made you.

I hope someone will save you
I have no one to pray to.

— The End —