Lately I’ve been finding I can’t look into a mirror, I’m praying soon the image changes into something clearer;
My inner voice is yelling but these days I just can’t hear her, I reach to try and touch her but I can’t seem to get near her.
I’m known out here for social crimes, I’ve acted fiendishly. It’s every woman’s worst nightmare to see the mess I see.
I’ve made mistakes, I’ve got a name, I’m labelled now for life- I’ve acted wrong I’m outlined here, no mercy for my strife.
I can’t remember who I am at all and that’s no lie, since I witnessed Andrew’s death no reasons seem to fly.
Nothing seems to make sense now, life is a fleeting stream. I mean come on, what sense is found in death at 17?
Stabbed in chest on platform 2, the train just rolled away. A life was gone, 2 seconds flat- it’s just another day.
Tell me how to act right now, please tell me what to see. I find no solace in my steps- the past I cannot flee.
This world is cold and ugly, it’s a stroll amongst the dead- these people have all eaten but they still ain’t fully fed.
They’re running low on love and light- malnourished in the heart; I try so hard to rip away, to leave it- to depart.
But where I go- I can’t escape, my shame just follows me. Mistakes are made by everyone, but still it’s not easy.
Paying up the consequence of naive wrong made turns, learning what you learnt from it- there’ll always be those burns.
I REGRET ACTING LIKE A B**** AND BELIEVING I WAS IN CONTROLL.
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