
Balloons24
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Beware of wolves in sheep’s clothing
They be roaming, and composing
Searching for a prey
Showing you “the way”
Telling you it’s okay
You may think you’re in a pasture of sheep,
But really in a pasture of wolves
Clueless, you don’t look back
They’ve been following your tracks
Man, your just the snack
Secluded, it was all colluded
Intruded, now you dead
You may think you’re in a pasture of sheep
But really in a pasture of wolves
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Sleep is for the weak
Get up, get ready, repeat
12 hours on my feet
Get home make something to eat
Barely got time for me
You plea for me not to leave
Gotta pay the bills
Even if it kills, me
Daddy’s little girl
Innocent and pure
She means the whole world;
She counts on you,
So small and filled with joy;
You shield her from the world,
For her good
But you just shield her from life;
Daddy’s little girl
She’s all grown up,
Out of the nest,
On her own
You can’t shield her anymore
You have to let go
Praise God
Say your grace
Everyone’s a sinner
Jesus took your place
You’ve been delivered
All sins have withered
Yet, you are still responsible for yourself
I grew up never knew of; corruption
Parents shielded me from worldly destruction
I was raised naïve,
I was only deceived
I was taught to turn the other cheek
Pray for them, and not critique
No matter how deep;
they hurt you
Only to find how lies rise
All eyes are on you
This just in
Everybody knows
A game of telephone
Now I’m all alone
Welcome to the unknown;
Of reality
A placed of agony and brutality
I had to switch my mentality
To live is to suffer
Things get rougher
But it makes you tougher
Left robbed and ravaged
Taken advantage
Man you’re the savage
You left me with all this damage
Now I gotta manage with all this baggage
You make me feel like garbage
You were relentless, I was helpless
It was done
Now I am distressed, I’m a mess,
I can’t rest, now I am depressed
How am I supposed regress?
Tired of the people I admire to conspire
against me
Now I am broken of the unspoken
How am I supposed to be open?
I feel shriveled away, I know I’ve changed,
lost my faith, lost my way
And somehow I still have to live my day?
Why should I even care anymore?
Wrote my statement but still no support
I am tired of getting ignored
I don’t want pity
I want ju
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