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Phoenix
Phoenix
Two inches submerged with rubble, rocks, and dirt.
I have been encapsulated, buried by all the hurt.
People have put me down, rejected me, so full of hate.
The time comes when for them, it is too late.
The void will forever be apart of me.
Why love was never given the way it was supposed to be.
Made to feel less than human, trash, wrong.
Talking with disdain, disgust and hate.
The time comes when for them, it is too late.
Bullied, pushed around, beaten, and worse.
To live my life had become such an awful curse.
I wanted to be invisible not the main attraction on your radar.
The words that were said, things that were done, I will never get rid of the scars.
There seems to be an ember, a spark of a different emotion a little bit of rage and little bit of hate.
The time comes when for them, it's too late.
I thought in adulthood things would get better.
But no things got worse right down to the letter.
I was nothing but a puppet on a string.
I was a pawn, a silly plaything.
I was a robot, no capacity to love only hate.
The time comes when for them, it's too late.
I know everything that was expected of but I didn't know me.
It wasn't my eyes that I was using to see.
I was drowning in everyone else's sea of control.
Most of my life the raging waves have taken a toll.
There were no good days, just hate.
The time comes when for them, it's too late.
I was shrunken down to a form less than a man.
There was nothing left of me I was a battered fish ready for the pan.
I am now only a spark, an ember, a silent flame.
I have been broken by you, your lion is tame.
So much pain so much hate.
The time comes when for them, it's too late.
I am imploding, changing, morphing.
The words, the actions, the ignorance have all lost their sting.
Surround by flames as red as the sun.
A new chapter, a story, a new life I'm not sure but something has begun
My eyes are focused on one common goal.
My eyes are burning red as hot coal.
My arms have now become wings.
A new feeling has emerged now my soul is singing.
I spread my wings with passion saturating everything with fire.
This is sure to expose, every fake, every imposture, every liar!
I am reborn a new person, a new creature living MY life.
No longer will your words EVER cut me like a knife.
My transformation has incinerated all the negative into dust.
I have a new hunger for life, a fever, a lust.
I am me and that is all.
I stand in front of no one and have no where to fall.
Now I laugh at you the joke up there on your crucifix.
You should have never doubted me I rose from the ashes I'm a pheonix!
Two inches submerged with rubble, rocks, and dirt.
I have been encapsulated, buried by all the hurt.
People have put me down, rejected me, so full of hate.
The time comes when for them, it is too late.
The void will forever be apart of me.
Why love was never given the way it was supposed to be.
Made to feel less than human, trash, wrong.
Talking with disdain, disgust and hate.
The time comes when for them, it is too late.
Bullied, pushed around, beaten, and worse.
To live my life had become such an awful curse.
I wanted to be invisible not the main attraction on your radar.
The words that were said, things that were done, I will never get rid of the scars.
There seems to be an ember, a spark of a different emotion a little bit of rage and little bit of hate.
The time comes when for them, it's too late.
I thought in adulthood things would get better.
But no things got worse right down to the letter.
I was nothing but a puppet on a string.
I was a pawn, a silly plaything.
I was a robot, no capacity to love only hate.
The time comes when for them, it's too late.
I know everything that was expected of but I didn't know me.
It wasn't my eyes that I was using to see.
I was drowning in everyone else's sea of control.
Most of my life the raging waves have taken a toll.
There were no good days, just hate.
The time comes when for them, it's too late.
I was shrunken down to a form less than a man.
There was nothing left of me I was a battered fish ready for the pan.
I am now only a spark, an ember, a silent flame.
I have been broken by you, your lion is tame.
So much pain so much hate.
The time comes when for them, it's too late.
I am imploding, changing, morphing.
The words, the actions, the ignorance have all lost their sting.
Surround by flames as red as the sun.
A new chapter, a story, a new life I'm not sure but something has begun
My eyes are focused on one common goal.
My eyes are burning red as hot coal.
My arms have now become wings.
A new feeling has emerged now my soul is singing.
I spread my wings with passion saturating everything with fire.
This is sure to expose, every fake, every imposture, every liar!
I am reborn a new person, a new creature living MY life.
No longer will your words EVER cut me like a knife.
My transformation has incinerated all the negative into dust.
I have a new hunger for life, a fever, a lust.
I am me and that is all.
I stand in front of no one and have no where to fall.
Now I laugh at you the joke up there on your crucifix.
You should have never doubted me I rose from the ashes I'm a pheonix!
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