A Girl In A Nutshell

The Existent Being

It's pain behind these words so I write em to a song, you can't hear the beat but I bet you feel it in my tone..
I was only 13 years old when I lost my daddy.. I guess cancer had em beat.. was swept away like ashes..
I had a passion so I wrote every one of my feelings.. Suicidal thoughts begging God for that forgiveness.. I can't keep holding on to this pain, Lord take it away..
I lost myself in the process, you couldn't tell me I was okay..
So yeah I had a sip, & yeah I smoked a little,
Never had the time to cope cause I've had responsibilities since I was little..
Momma always said "You'd have your brother"..
I never knew how it felt until I lost my mother .. And, nah I don't mean she's dead..
They kept prescribing her all these meds..
In & out of the hospital cause she keep hearing shit in her head ..
DAMN.
I was only 10..
Then, I remember sleeping in a shelter,
I knew when I got older that I wanted to do better, It had to start with me if birds of feather flock together