Its been hard to write
My tongues' tied tight
My thoughts lay light
I cant dive deep in my thoughts
Or I could drown tonight
The water in my lungs
Is filling up my eyes
The songs I've sung
Arent doing me right
"I've been living lies." I say
The therpist replies
"What do you mean, are you alright?"
"No, if he ever came into my sight.
I wouldnt just fight him
I think I might shot him in the thigh
Throw away his perverted crack high,
Ask him if hes a fine. If he replies, continue to shot him until he isnt alive."
Thought
The gunshots loud
I pout thinking about what he
did to his son and I
Some things I could never say aloud
End Thought
"Woah, how come you hate him?"
"Because he shaped my life then
.... until now."
This has more meaning than anyone could realize. .. theres another line i didnt add cause its too emotional/hard to say