Silent Tears

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}Sometimes I look in the mirror and wonder why I'm here,

What my purpose is and what I'm destined to do.

I have too many feelings that I don't share,

such as insecurities, impurities and anger I can't control.

So much anger that it has consumes my soul.

One a child of God, now I'm feeling more on the dark side,

Barely holding my head high, wanting to be on Cloud 9, so I get high.

Buzzing off a plant grown from the Earth,

Sometimes I wonder why my mother even went through with my birth.

She didn't want me, nor did she care. . .

Enough to hold her newborn child in her own hands.

So she passed me along just to sniff a couple lines,

And I've been praying that I could wake up from this horrible life.

I've fallen,

With little help to get up.

I feel those who say their in my corner could barely give a fuck.

Last night he asked me what kind of woman do I think I am,

I can't provide for my own son,

Cause there's no money in my hands.

Bank account is negative, reality has set in,

A blow up mattress in the spare bedroom is where our nighty rest is.



I feel infected with a deadly poison. That makes me want to take my life in a split second.

I don't want to live anymore. My heart is heavy, full and can't take much more.

I've been shot down, punched and cursed at,

And it makes me wonder what kind of woman deserves that.

Possibly me, because I guess I brought it all on myself.



These tears are pointless because no one cares enough to stop them,

Not even the person who originally brought them.

Pain and anger has filled my soul,

So much that I can feel myself growing cold. . .