Self-Motivated The Willing The Originator The Believers
The Boy that fails in class Comes home, puts his emotions Into guitar, loves dance Looks into his mothers eyes And sees broken glass
Listens to heavy music People don't understand it They opinion-ate, debate Whether the person has anger issues...
But he bursts his emotion In to his music and for once He feels love. Like the artist understands him Lyrics pump through his blood...
You don't understand the screams The anger from these words To you they're are never heard But have you ever listened? Not listening in the first place Caused this...
The lyrics are true All Non-fiction...
The Girl who is covered in tattoos Has pushed through and through Her body is her temple And shes painted the walls
Covering her scars Created through her youth Her scars are deep Created by mans sharpened metal Not a cry for help
But to breathe for once in her life The pain on her skin will Stop the sin of ending it Today...
Pictures of emotion And the powers to show them Because if she told you About her problems, A cold shoulder is what you would Have shown her...
The You-th of today is what it explains Let's brake this word down I'll show "You" this pain...
You... Are the reasons why they slam the doors... You want us to be what you never were A Lawyer? A Doctor? A Dentist?
Why?
You say these jobs are going to bring Happiness and Wealth But sit for a second look deep Into the eyes did You listen When the Boy and Girl cried For help?
No!
You put them on medication Said Deal with it that's life This is the reason
The Boy sat in his room Listening and playing Music To just get through the day!
And why the girl has painted Her beautiful curves, the curves you don't See? Because she's either too skinny Or she over eats... There's no winning It's people like this In life are the reason Why she picked up the knife.
You... Tell your son and daughter What do you know about love?
But they saw with their own eyes When you took the Diploma and the Course Of how to destroy it going through your divorce
You... Were the ones telling the Boy and Girl Educate and learn.
Get your head deep in these Books and find a purpose
But saying these words living your Broken Youth is why they feel worthless So...
Ill say it for them
Sorry for stealing your youth Sorry for expressing their emotions Sorry a really good job doesn't mean anything to them, but happiness does Sorry when age has a meaning because we don't "Understand" Love Sorry for the anger with passion and rage Sorry for their broken homes, caused by your morals Sorry for the advice that you have never spoken
Because the medication is what pull us through? Heartless and Broken...
Like broken ice Shattered as it hits the glass But as we know it melts And never lasts.
Vapors happen as it hits the sky New rain is born But it's the tears of our youth A silent cry Silently hitting the roofs
Roofs of a broken home...
So look and listen to the words Emotion written in every verse Learn to appreciate Never look down to whisper, debate
*Never expect what you write To be any good, because The fear of not writing stops You from finding your own voice