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Betrayal
I know the word's are fake I tried to hide
what really hides behind my mind. If reality the suck why go along for the ride. At one time we were fine or was I really blind to see who really shined. In my mind we were fine right? Oh it was all a lie, let's talk about how you tried to destroy my mind, while stomping my heart at the same time. Oh cause you are sinking you're wondering what you were thinking. Reality I was the rock, I built. Myself up from the trim I paid it forward before all of them! Family tides what tides that were already cut, I spoken about life and I quote "Tough for what?" I know I already was stabbed in my gut. I've been dragging this knife in my hand, I already understand I am bleeding out understand? You think I wanted what was underhand? You believe that you were undercover? Oh it's a relief your out and can see. What you believe no it's what you want to believe. You think my heart bleeds, and you don't see my efforts were free. Yes this betrayal is created for me, a lesson nobody understands but me. I forgive but at times my heart aches from the pain you create. You speak of neglectful mistakes you make, then blame us for your late mistakes. I seen you through tough and edgy states, telling me stories of your almost big breaks. I started to notices I idolize what was fake, I woke up to almost to late. My heart bled instead the dagger went to my hand. I understand the saying "Don't bite the hand that feeds you." What about the heart the bleeds too, it's okay nobody will believe you. They'll say "yeah it happened to me too." I smiled all the time they think being nice is a crime, or being kind is naive and a crime. I realized it, the fateful demise of my elders of my past. Their truths of proof that liars kept from me true. I know God says forgive and turn the other cheek, I have and they've made more then a price on my life. The sacrifices they've claimed again over my life. In order to enjoy my life I had to fight I paid the price for being nice but, like you said it's just life. It doesn't matter how you bleed at night, making up lies to destroy me in life. I hope you have a big appetite, to enjoy the comforts of those you hurt in life. I've come to find what you left behind in my mind we are all right. I made it right in my life the outcome is dumb depending upon what you come from. I know it doesn't matter how your heart bleeds, as long as your hand is still weak enough to feed. I would unlock the chains just to be seen. I know how good it feels to be free, heck I'm afraid no other would see me. I know my luck believe me, well blessings beyond blessings, which made me stop stressing. I have no fear of regression or depression. Here comes the questions I know the therapist will say, how I move is unrelated all this talk but never shake it. How I feel is unrelated mother's baby fathers maybe I guess that's how funny life is I guess shady. This life is crazy since I was a baby. I know this life made me, I know what was taught in school made me look like a fool. I was made to be a slave to these fool's. Yes that includes you. I know the price of life you can't even agree what's right. unbelievable right you even have to fight the evils right? I know the levels to the terrible clique. I mean in my family it wasn't shit. I try to hide em true even when it's undeniably true. But it's cruel to my heart even my hand, I don't think you understand, I take what's in command. I demand to be understood! Understand, you don't hold my dealings of life in your hands. How could you make life right for me when you breathe life it's free, that goes for all of me, Well us even when it's hard to trust. So many wicked ways and lust, sins in everyday life the wheels are turning right. It's to easy to just give up in life. Do ever get tired of bleeding out in life? Do you ever get tired of being the hand that's stabbed? Do you ever get tired of the whoa is me safety swag? I know you carry a emotional bag, I know it's heavy and grand what about the luxury bag? I Don't understand the hurry swag, but the copycats, The followers at it's greatest. It's starting to become famous, As you watch many hands plead. Meanwhile yours bleed, stabbed by those that watch your heart bleeds from tears, From emotional years conquering and overcoming fears. I know the battle from demons aren't great but, I know everlasting peace is the best plight. I understood why I have the best light, I chose to live life. Give without a fight I know that I am the reason, I can give life I understand completely it's not about who's right. Your hearts bleed cause those who had it forgotten it, your hands bleed because your shadow's are mad you see. So This is the betrayal the poem to the hearts that need mending stop pretending.
© I'm Not cocky just confident 😉
what really hides behind my mind. If reality the suck why go along for the ride. At one time we were fine or was I really blind to see who really shined. In my mind we were fine right? Oh it was all a lie, let's talk about how you tried to destroy my mind, while stomping my heart at the same time. Oh cause you are sinking you're wondering what you were thinking. Reality I was the rock, I built. Myself up from the trim I paid it forward before all of them! Family tides what tides that were already cut, I spoken about life and I quote "Tough for what?" I know I already was stabbed in my gut. I've been dragging this knife in my hand, I already understand I am bleeding out understand? You think I wanted what was underhand? You believe that you were undercover? Oh it's a relief your out and can see. What you believe no it's what you want to believe. You think my heart bleeds, and you don't see my efforts were free. Yes this betrayal is created for me, a lesson nobody understands but me. I forgive but at times my heart aches from the pain you create. You speak of neglectful mistakes you make, then blame us for your late mistakes. I seen you through tough and edgy states, telling me stories of your almost big breaks. I started to notices I idolize what was fake, I woke up to almost to late. My heart bled instead the dagger went to my hand. I understand the saying "Don't bite the hand that feeds you." What about the heart the bleeds too, it's okay nobody will believe you. They'll say "yeah it happened to me too." I smiled all the time they think being nice is a crime, or being kind is naive and a crime. I realized it, the fateful demise of my elders of my past. Their truths of proof that liars kept from me true. I know God says forgive and turn the other cheek, I have and they've made more then a price on my life. The sacrifices they've claimed again over my life. In order to enjoy my life I had to fight I paid the price for being nice but, like you said it's just life. It doesn't matter how you bleed at night, making up lies to destroy me in life. I hope you have a big appetite, to enjoy the comforts of those you hurt in life. I've come to find what you left behind in my mind we are all right. I made it right in my life the outcome is dumb depending upon what you come from. I know it doesn't matter how your heart bleeds, as long as your hand is still weak enough to feed. I would unlock the chains just to be seen. I know how good it feels to be free, heck I'm afraid no other would see me. I know my luck believe me, well blessings beyond blessings, which made me stop stressing. I have no fear of regression or depression. Here comes the questions I know the therapist will say, how I move is unrelated all this talk but never shake it. How I feel is unrelated mother's baby fathers maybe I guess that's how funny life is I guess shady. This life is crazy since I was a baby. I know this life made me, I know what was taught in school made me look like a fool. I was made to be a slave to these fool's. Yes that includes you. I know the price of life you can't even agree what's right. unbelievable right you even have to fight the evils right? I know the levels to the terrible clique. I mean in my family it wasn't shit. I try to hide em true even when it's undeniably true. But it's cruel to my heart even my hand, I don't think you understand, I take what's in command. I demand to be understood! Understand, you don't hold my dealings of life in your hands. How could you make life right for me when you breathe life it's free, that goes for all of me, Well us even when it's hard to trust. So many wicked ways and lust, sins in everyday life the wheels are turning right. It's to easy to just give up in life. Do ever get tired of bleeding out in life? Do you ever get tired of being the hand that's stabbed? Do you ever get tired of the whoa is me safety swag? I know you carry a emotional bag, I know it's heavy and grand what about the luxury bag? I Don't understand the hurry swag, but the copycats, The followers at it's greatest. It's starting to become famous, As you watch many hands plead. Meanwhile yours bleed, stabbed by those that watch your heart bleeds from tears, From emotional years conquering and overcoming fears. I know the battle from demons aren't great but, I know everlasting peace is the best plight. I understood why I have the best light, I chose to live life. Give without a fight I know that I am the reason, I can give life I understand completely it's not about who's right. Your hearts bleed cause those who had it forgotten it, your hands bleed because your shadow's are mad you see. So This is the betrayal the poem to the hearts that need mending stop pretending.
© I'm Not cocky just confident 😉
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