I think I was saved.
I was saved.
and I couldn't be more thankful
I couldn't imagine a life
with no other meaning
but a ****** one .
I think that I was cursed to have the whole world
at attention .
I was saved the moment I started to write
I write down these words because I am running from a fate
a fate that many women find themselves in
I'm arguing with the evil and good part of my brain
some say good always triumph
but bad makes me feel so awful
it drags my soul down and makes me feel
like i'll suffocate
if i don't cave .
I get dragged down and I get
treated like what they want me to be
I get dragged down and I get treated
like I should not aspire to be something
more than
I can not be powerful
More powerful than
the people who try to pretend
to be so noble
and so I  realize that people
are good but not when it comes
to hitting their soft spots
to wanting to be above them
and hoping that I soar far away from them
That I don't want to conform with them
That I no longer beileve in their story
and I no longer choose to be a part of this
and so I just want to be natural
one with the way the universe
created me to be
not the way the ads, and man made churches
polticians, police and all people expected me to be
they point a finger at me
with their tainted skins
and minds
and souls
they'd never point the finger at themselves
they think they have control
just know that I'm running
in the words I type
hoping to survive
the hell I  sometimes find myself
in
I stare
and I stare
into the abyss
and  it starts staring back
now It has me by the neck
and i'm choking and I'm scared
to admit there's no way out of this
no way out of this but to hope that
if I close my eyes
it will go all away
If I'm strong enough
One day the world will just stop.