Figure of a baby, mindset of a queen
Surrounded by a generation that only views in-between,
Slow realizing She is not who She appears to be .
Emotionally, going through changes I didn’t understand was meant for me,
Labeled as an outcast not knowing how strong to be
Referred as the black sheep by the brains that assumed She was naive
Only if they knew that’s what She wanted them to believe.
Pushed her away when I needed you the most.
Showed her you ain’t care Nd heart went ghost
Taking on responsibilities that was never her place, then seen It wasn’t a challenge, so they left her a stray
Nothing She could do at this point but pray
Asking god every day, would this burden go away
He never answered her question
became numb to everything, didn’t care for affection .
Forced to grow up by neglection never considered teaching her a lesson .
I heard if You survive the curse it’s major blessing .
But how Can she see the blessing if She’s in hell resting ?
Folded under pure pressure with skin thicker than leather
Breathing slowly as she writes her goodbye letter
Disappointed in herself because she’s stronger and she knows better .
Isolated with her head down in exhaustion with the determination to put the broken pieces together.
