Damaged (Part 2)

One particular guy took advantage, Of my dad choosing him to be with exclusively. He ended up being with me in private and in public, With this chick who resembled a beast, Who did not resemble in any way of her hometown symbol. Her appearance made a mockery of a Ruston peach He had the nerve to call me a “b”, In front of her and called the authorities Only after a few days of visiting me at my home, And getting busy with me. My home and love life should be described as this: Complete tragedy. The list goes on of the men who did me wrong, But it all links to how I was treated at home. Like a puppet, walked over, talked badly to constantly Always being told that I would let men get the best of me, Always being told if I wanted to do certain things, That I would be another word for a garden tool. Often I was called an educated fool. Being held on to by someone who meant me no good Was not helpful to me at all. Often I wish that I had no dad, Because he is the worst man that I ever had. My home life was simply disadvantaged. It was bad enough that we were poor. Women don’t worry about a man: Only focus on God’s plan For you. The real Father on whom I depend, Your life he will manage. Don’t settle for earthly men and even your father Look to God for your inheritance. So you won’t be damaged.