Try walking a mile in her shoes
Not just today
But everyday in the last two years
Try walking
No running while your in pain
The nigga you call dad
Taking advantage of you
Since you were three
Waking up with his fingers between ya legs
Strange urges
Strange pains
Try walking a mile in those
Worn out.
Torn up.
Shoes.
Not being able to trust a nigga
Hating ya self for your figure
So you try to change
Start to wear ya hair different
It makin no difference
Still felt like a piece of shit
Changed your whole apperence
Started liking girls
Trying to find you
Who you are.
Better yet
Your inner peace
Ya see that was a problem for ya momma
Shes been asking you
Since as long you can remember
"Be honest are you a dyke
You play with the boys
And you act like a nigga
Be honest
" I love you... for you "
All lies
The truth comes in different shades
When it all becomes real
She turns on ya
Flips.
Goes ape shit.
I feel like picking up the gun
Ending it all
With the pull of a trigger
Boom.
Brains go splat
Just blown my cap off
The room goes silent
If only you accepted her flaws
Embraced her
Even though you couldn't
Understand her
Maybe she'd still be here
Just maybe you could still hug her
But it's your fault
You can't be sad now
She's gone
Bye bye forever
R.I.P.
BABY GIRL
Fly high
Watch over me
Like the moon watches the earth
