Thru my pen I bleed, but please don't judge me
Or, hate me for being me, belittle or begrudge me

My open wounds are my vulnerability, I place my fault in 'em
But, while they're open, tryin' to heal, please don't throw salt in 'em

My broken ribcage can no longer protect my lovin' heart
That has over and over and over again, been torn apart

Spit on, stepped on, drug and beaten to the ground
Lookin' for a hand to help me up, instead, kicked while I am down

Still waters run deep within me as you look into my eyes
Holdin buckets to catch my salty tears fallin' as my soul cries

My hands are battered and swollen, workin hard for an enhancement
But gettin' fucked over and lied to constantly, retarding my advancement

Feet weary from carrying the weight of the world resting on my shoulders
Hit wit sticks and stones and negative shit, that feels like trees and boulders

Tossed and driven like a broken vessel trying to navigate a stromy sea
Wit no captain, no sail, no orr no nothin' all there is is me

Love don't love nobody all that is right now is a word
People say it all the time it seems, but really tho is it heard

I mean heard and felt and exhibited, like the air all of us breath
Sometimes I wonder what love what made for us to truly believe

I'm hoping when I die on earth, that I'm not gonna be spiritually dead
So for now I pray and try my best, to keep on moving ahead