I remember us sitting in your car
Went out to eat, sat at the bar
You were about to drop me off,
But you decided to open up
You told me about your upbringing
I heard all of the bells it was ringing
You told me tales of your terrible mother
The way she treated you as you grew
Is the same way you treated me too
It's like a family symbol and an atrocity
Passed down by a parental monstrocity
You had one and passed it to me
It's hostility, control, and neglect
With an added dash of zero respect
Being raised by you sealed my doom
Now I have to carry your heirloom
They say ignoring history will just repeat it
That doesn't matter to a man so conceited
Since you seem to love to replay it
I feel like I might as well just say it
Breaking the cycle was up to you to choose
But you only decided to recycle the abuse
You made your choice, that's fine
But now it's time that I make mine
It's like a family symbol and an atrocity
Passed down by a parental monstrocity
You had one and passed it to me
It's hostility, control, and neglect
With an added dash of zero respect
Being raised by you sealed my doom
Now I have to carry your heirloom
You should have known, it wasn't right
Treating me the way you have all my life
When it was done to you, but you couldn't see
That you shouldn't have done the same to me
You could have stopped it, if you'd wanna
And this isn't just a kid making up family drama
Our heirloom is passed down by emotional trauma
The cycle ends on me
It's like a family symbol and an atrocity
Passed down by a parental monstrocity
You had one and passed it to me
It's hostility, control, and neglect
With an added dash of zero respect
Being raised by you sealed my doom
Now I have to carry your heirloom
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Songs I Wrote
PoetryHere are some songs I wrote. The ones that end in (Old Song) are ones I wrote when I was 14. They're not all that good, but I thought it'd be cool to have my old songs here alongside my new ones. I think it shows how much I've changed and improved...
