She's undercover and underaged Com bines fear and rage She buries tear lines on the page Unattached to her soul She folds underneath herself and it's cold But no one rescues her
And she never runs She stays Finds different ways to get paid And births a baby under cage And no one notices because cries fade and rain
She's bleeding six types of semen Needing to hide she's pleading to God She don't want to live How could He ever forgive Her sins choke her She can no longer say "No" So she's raped and silent Struggles between pleasure and violence Love and blindness
She wants to rewind this life Live twice and have a family and be a wife But she thinks it's too late These streets be her fate She gives and takes nothing but disease
She's always on her knees but Never folds her hands in praise She thinks faith is a tease To be hopeful for the impossible Knocked down by too many obstacles She forgets her Pentacostal faith and Trades it for philosophy Phil is love and she's so lost in he What can she become of this
She uses excuses and confuses the truth So while she chooses her bruises Any touch from a man is affection Doesn't know the different relation Of love in her situation She trades sex with conversation And there's no hesitation Always prepared to share kisses with strangers And doesn't know she's in danger
Away in a manger she rested Nested many birds and together lost her Soul, mind, and God's word None of which seem to be important than the first They never fed her in her hunger or her thirst Didn't save her from her curse or Put money in her purse So shit, she feels it couldn't be worse Somebody get this girl a doctor Or better yet a nurse
-- Edited by cheeks on Sunday 29th of March 2009 07:28:13 PM