Gone Girl

How much money is over my head

For people to be following me from state to state

Trying to run me out of online spaces

Tapping into my phone signals

Making sure I don't make solid connections

How much money is over my head

To have my loved ones joining in on this operation

People isolating me from my vocation

Then slandering me because I don't have the funds to pay them

They want me in a powerless position

But I never craved power to begin with

They want me in a bow and arrow choke

They wish to grab me by the throat

And still, I stand a pacifist

I greet their fist with smile and kiss

I speak of God during intermissions

And their eyebrows furrow

While their eyes start twitching

Some people also preach the word of God

Using scripture to lower my guard, it's facade

They are ravenous wolves in sheep's skin

And they wish to kill me in the end

All for the promise of wealth