My mother is a whore

My mother is a whore
& i am the first to be born.
Commonly known as the bastard in my family
Her only child with olive colored skin, of course i never fitted in.

My mothers a bitch
She screams and shots
Though I'm never touched
My mind it's jaded and broken down.

My mother is a victim
I'm her problem even though she has 3 other children.
I'm the one who cuts her heart into tiny pieces & leaves no evidence.

My mother isn't a mother
Just a fucking cunt who pretends to be there when your finally succeeding.


"FUCK YOU LADY, I DID ALL OF THIS BY MYSELF" i scream hatefully.

This lady, she haunts me.
All she wants to is to bask in my glory.
Pretending she's apart of my story.

Scream & shout
Cry & beg
Just like i did to be apart of the family.
To be forgiven, but surprisingly
All it turned out to be was
"sorry , your to late, little bastard baby."

Laugh it off then
Tell everyone we know my mistakes.
Tell them all how you should have aborted me.

Laugh as you talk shit & Waste more time.
As i slowly start to heal and fly while i unwind.

Watch as your body decays & mine only ripens.

Watch you whore, as i slowly rise above everything just for the sole purpose of revenge.