I could run, spend this life
Chasing the sins of my mother
Hearing her voice
Louder than my thoughts could drown
Any sanity my father’s presence paid me
Since I was born to her first
Took her life for mine first
My mother stays with me
And I’m running, being chased
By the discipline
My mother made me chant
To remember I wasn’t given just a name
I was cursed with perfection
And desires aren’t tolerated
Since I was born to her first
Took her image for mine first
My mother stays with me
My breath is being taken away
Each time I fail, I fall to my knees
I’m begging this woman
To cut me loose
Let me know myself outside her voice
I can’t hear destiny’s call over guilt
When I was born, did I know?
Since I was born to her first
Took her youth for mine
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