I'm a lyrical diva,
And my flow is the best,
People try to read my mind,
But always fail the test,

I have amazing thoughts,
That enter my mind,
I pick up my pen and paper,
Where I start my first line,

So step back now,
I'm about to flow,
Ink dripping down,
And my words start to grow,

Your about to read,
A life full of fears,
Of a woman scorned,
Who shed so many tears,

I've been beaten and bruised,
But I remain strong,
He might have loved me,
But what he did was wrong,

I feel the pain and tears,
As he tried to bring me down,
I hold my hands on my ears,
So I don't hear a sound,

As I write my lyrical words,
Of my pain and sorrow,
God holds me in his hands,
So I can breathe for tomorrow.


by angeleyes1
Sandra Serfass
Feb 9, 2009