Abuse Me
they say u make ur own future
like a man makes his own bed
i find that hard to believe
being pushed around
and told how am i supossed to act
who should i respect
and who to dis
am tired
my head needs to think for itself
inside i cry bitter tears
cuz i've been abused
let me tell u this
there was a time
was it last night?
that i wished to be helpless
to make things easier for me
or handicap?
cuz at least i'd be scare my people
who have now turned into my foes.
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