I lived a life so free
No strings beneath my wings
I could fly
So a flew
I would soar
Until you
You were the one
Who clipped wings
With promises of things
Things yet to come
I call you the heartbreaker
I lived for the lyrics
Music was my life
The beat was my pulse
The pen was my knife
And I attacked
Full force
The paper my sanctuary
My mind the bank
Where I locked my thoughts away
Until it was safe
To release
There was peace between those lines
Closure in my rhymes
And at times I would find
That I could not find the time to print a line
Because you
You assured me I was safe
The lines you could replace
So I dropped my sword
Abandoned my sanctuary
Out in the world with only you to care for me
But it seems
That the seams
Of the jeans
Were the object of your affection
And when those seams didn’t seem to part
That is when you broke my heart
I refused to be used
Mistreated and Abused
By the likes of you
You the one who
Tried to forced me to
Sell my soul
The essence of my being
The reason for my thinking
The source of my linking
To this thing called life
Thus to destroy my passion is to end my being
And I’m not done teaching
The thoughts of my thinking
To the followers of my preaching
Who I guide through this thing called life.
But to live is to be free
And my mind has freed me
Because the beat is my pulse
The pen guards my soul
And the lyrics make me whole