my name means mercy
something I'm begging for
the hope that we've known is lost
I am the one, who's skin he wants to rip
the name who's mercy, exactly not worth
It's heard and gives lumps in throats
saying it with the tip of my tongue,
spicing the vowels into my plate
who knew names had an expiration date?
just like every ferris wheel it has an end
the one I'm seen as, it's time; time to end
for every chance I get, I direct it
he wants a new name, he wants a new start but you keep calling him; her
he would be happy, with the inch of his smile but he's stuck in this land with the name of a girl child..
