Speak

If I could talk,

If you could understand,

If there only ever was one man…

I would speak of

The things I have done

The things I have seen.

I wish I could get rid of that part of me.

The drugs, they are my hugs.

The guys that have hurt me,

Well it was my fault to.

And when he got me pregnant,

I didn’t know what to do.

I was strung out,

Alone with a million faces.

Nowhere to go,

But a million places.

Confusion is the root to where this flower grows,

And wherever its seeds may tumble

Is where evil goes.

I can’t believe I killed a life,

Why couldn’t I have just killed me?

This pain that renowneds me

Is full of everything,

A life that I lead, that I won’t let anyone see

It’s treacherous.

Im oblivious

Pretending that im invincible

That nothing ever hurts.

When really, this feeling is the reason that I will never see

Blindfolded again.

If I could talk

If you could understand,

If there only ever was one man…

I would speak of

The things I have done

The things I have seen.

I wish I could rid of that part of me.