Full
Honesty, it's commendable
honestly it's tough, it's not dependable
If I spoke my truth, would my position be defendable?
(upend-able)
My words might write me off,
another expendable
I can't care now, they're all I've got
See I'm so sick of being judged
tired of being pushed
tired of being shoved
All the expectations keep excelling, yes the wolves are at my heels
I turn around to look they say they know just how i feel
but this is real
The pressure never drops it's all a joke
Pretending now it makes me choke
My bags already packed, now outta my mind
and on the road
now take a toke
Waking up is, off to work is, my home life is-- Well..
Tears fall, all around just like it's raining
Exchanging words with my fam, to understand
and know their hearts are breaking
Each one consumed by forces
that we cant control
We really need eachother but
we're so starved ourselves that
we don't have the means to feed eachother
And I cry for my mother
I still cry for my mother...
(And all the rest)
Don't get me wrong
I remember glorious times
the sun how it shines
how there was a time when time didnt fly
only me and the birds up in the blue skies
and when i heard God
not in the clouds
but right by my side, He
said i was beautiful
beyond words, and I make him smile...
(it's been awhile)
I'm sorry just a quick shot a truthfullness
go on and give me your ruthlessness
i think we all get used to this
we all get used to this
“Green Belly, Green Toes”
Together,
laughter-carried
mischief makers,
unconcerned,
crayola-skinned
play-do bakers.
Mama,
“Oh, no”
finger-shaker,
pink-pits-scrubbing
for-goodness saker.
Green belly, green toes,
purple fingers, redded clothes.
Ticklish,
sorry-saying
heart takers,
loved,
bubble-bursting
merry makers.