Tuesday, 29 January 2019

rap song : even as i hold life in my hands





she wants to have a say 
over who she gives her body to 

you're so wrong for me 
but you take my hand 
to show me the lights 
on the fading bridge

n it feel so right 
lets just pretend 

for God's sake 
she threw herself under a horse ... 

the audacity of it 
who does she think she is ! 

n all the child carers
can walk free , free of mom 

k great, so all the people in psychiatric hospitals 
can take up their beds and walk !

can you touch your toes ? 
take a pen out of your pocket ? 

my neediness is not all bad 

if someone gains remote access 
to your computer 
can they tamper with a pdf ? 
they might delete a jpeg 
but i don't think they can alter it 

too busy to think 
too tired to feel 

8 quid for a light bulb 

n verbal abuse from my brother  
n im dozy, like a buzzy bee
his pain is contagious 

emotional prostitution if you will  

after paying for broadband 
i can't afford to use the phone 
hence why I'm here 

i got my head in the clouds 
n i can't concentrate 
in a permanent state of shock 






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