What is love? The concept.I think. I think it was a big mistake.I didn't mean for it to happen like this.I guess you can't always get what you wantWill always apply in this cruel game of loveI was fooled once by a manI was usedTorn apart by emotionsYet only for themI didn't think I'd allow itTo have my heartBrutally ripped from meNo, I won't allow my emotionsTo spurge outAnymoreI am through with loveAnd loveIs through with me
Little sisterHey little sister,don't listen to their words,they put it on disguise,just to make you hurt.Now don't be afraid,when they throw you to the ground,you got to learn to,stick around.Words they may hurt,and punches may too,but believing you are weak,now that won't do,So take my advice,My dear little sister,Fight Back.
Do I even Exist?This question... One silly question, Means so much, To me...Yet, I cannot, connect. The dots, It's as if, I created a puzzle, Though one piece,One piece is missing.
The world, may know of Racism.For all the races,And all the colours,All the facesWho can hear the hollersJudgments madeUpon one anotherWords may fade,Though it will always make us wonder..Why we call outFor what? Are we scared?For that we have words to shout?Or is that nobody has ever cared?
I Don't Want To I don't want to be your little girl Because I guess being your little girl is just not what I thought it would be