My Shit-Hole

Free me from this prison
A place of chains and lies
This is my decision
So sick of endless crys

In this house my heart is dead
Drugs is what means family
Our souls have all been bled
To leave a poisonous apophony

For me it seems
Its time to leave
To find my dreams
And learn to breathe

Time to discover who I am
Instead of seeing who I'm not
To uncover what's behind the sham
No longer waiting just to rot

For now, I am fake girl
A living disaster
Never revealing a glimpse nor
Stoping my laughter

But tomarrow is new
And I now have a reason
To leave them without a clue
and escape with my Jason

Real women ill become
On NY streets
Dear Texas I'm done
Ill be leaving sweet canvas streaks