I Am My Own Shield
Red oil dripping down my pants, I’m painted
Slowly glancing at the crowd to see who took a
stare
Shamelessly i watch it sprinkling down my thighs
and I realise I’m tainted
Funny how your own anchor can crunch and leave u feeling bare
It’s the damage you can never change and time
you can never forward,
that procreates the heart-shell to pound so
flippin’ fast
and the reality sharpened to cut the straight pointing backward,
that shapes and pickle your swing for the run to
last
Nature so inevitable, knocked me off the pride
Seeing this wicked blood scattering my veins
My breath took away, for a moment I’m shuttered
Shamelessly again I glance to look for my friends
Dreadfully got chocked in my own field
cause in the end we get to be our own shield
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