One Last Day
The second I see the final day,
the moment I breath my beats away
my heart growing slower
by each second I stay
with each less breath
I have one thing to say,
this is't suicide
this isn't shame
this is one way
to remember my name
my story and how I became
your unloved child
on Earths deadly terrain
I would look
into your lying eyes
and beg to see the man
that I despise
I would ask of you
the honest truth
on how and why
you killed your
daughters youth
hopes and dreams
for nothing I've seen
is what it seems
Father if I just lived one more day
I would make your life Hell,
I would make you pay
for I am a child
whos voice was stolen
and didn't have a choice
I'm not the happy poet
everyone wants me to be
I just wish for you to know
the things in which I see
I would tell the world
with my final breath
To stop this deadly game
for I am a child of envy
and my father delivered the pain
with my last beat
I brought an end to his game
here lies me,
a child driven
insane
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