Walking the talk

She's the kinda girl that’ll change ya life
She
The kinda girl you wanna make ya wife
She
She don't force your hand
No
You won't think twice
When she asks you
Do you want change
Or strife

She do her own thing
And don't think too much
'Till the old ones come
To sideline what she's become

Without them

And no
A promise don't mean shit to her
It's an insult
There’s no such thing
In forever

But in change
And in people
And in newly defined days
She sees angels
Where people
See damned castaways

You don't want this lil g
She
Got an attitude
And if you
Bring self righteous ego
She"ll rip you in two

And leave half a man

Yes

Her house only invites the spirit
Broken
Angry
Diminished
So long as they fight
She’s never finished

She hums…

I am your home
I am your redemption
I am your vengeance
Your acolyte
Your extension
I am the tome
To those
Who have nowhere to go
I offer peace
With no god
Or gold
To uphold
I do not ask in return
Only for your safe return
And if I die
Let it be with an offered heart to burn...

Live as you speak
Harden as you learn
After all
A cowards keep
Must be earned