Mama look I'm bleeding ink!
It's the only way that I can think.
You took my voice away from me
In this household, thought ain't free.
... View MoreMama look I'm bleeding ink!
It's the only way that I can think.
You took my voice away from me
In this household, thought ain't free.
I found a way to vent my screams
So loud they can't be heard
Overfilling me til I'm bursting at the seams
Now I scrawl them word by word.
This is my obituary
You won't read these thoughts til I am gone
For now they're my sanctuary
Mama how soon can I move on?