Just want you to know that you can all go to hell. Everyone wants to taste, gives the chase, everyone wants a piece, a slice, for no price. no one really gives a s. My exs forsake me, my mother never forgave me, my father forgot all about me, they tell my brothers that I'm crazy. Once a girl who wore her heart on her sleeve, jaded from being Amongst Thieves. Can't trust nobody, cuz they all just want to be me. No one sees the pain, the hurt, jus listen to the lies, as my name is **** through the dirt. The Asians hated me, the blacks steal my guys, my name, and my pride from me, they say they want to support me, but they don't realize they just degrading me. The whites smile in my face, as they stab me in my back. Living everyday with the lies they put forward, it's harder than reaching for the stars untoward. This cross is too heavy, it's too much to bear, every Rock they throw is more wear and tear, my body barely drags on, everyday is a different challenge yet the same with this cross too much to wear. My exs forsake me, my mother has never forgiven me, and my father forgotten me, while they tell my brothers that I'm just crazy. The other day I was just verbally attacked by another, all she tryina do is smother, my last will, my last Flame, is smited by those who smile in my face, and talk behind my back. Her white devil coming out, yet im The one still left out. In the rain, the cold, the dark, all i need is one spark. The wound in my back grows, I feel like I'm bleeding out, in this Darkness, I'm lost with no way out. Some Say buy a gun, you have to fight for your right, stand up tall. Well I feel like I have done all, I spit into the wind and it smacks me in the face, left in shame and disgrace. I fight this fight alone, unarmed, and unprepared for the battles thrown my way, so my shoulders slump, as I try to give jump, and I end up just a big pile of nothing, a lump. People walk over me, kick me when I'm down, then ask why do I frown? I Ask myself how long was the score, how long must this go on, but they say it's just begun. You must suffer, you must take it all, for you brought this on, the squall. It is you who beckons the evil from others within, and it is you who must bear this Smite and Smothers, for in the end you will grow stronger my dear. I am called out, cussed out, stabbed in the back, and this wound will not heal. This mental mind-f has left me empty inside, and just trying to hide. Everyone believes that these demons that haunt me are my own, but they play blind deaf and dumb to those that taunt me. These bullies throw out harmful threats, but that's not what scares me, it's how those react around me, who are not there for me, to love, to support, to believe in me , when I am in need. When they're nowhere that's what gives the scare. How much longer is this beating, they look at me and ask what beating?