The slavery, lovely
The slavery, lovely (31-01-2022)
Sometimes a family is much worse than a prison. This is the worst thing that can happen to a child. And a fleeting moment of freedom is the moment of happiness that a child can have. (pause with commas and check also out my music and book)
I want to get lost
And never be found
Whatever the cost
Of getting unbound
From dearly noose
I’ve been born into
With no way, to choose
Or rushing on through
Unfortunate my fate
A mock in the face
I won’t give in, late
A childhood’s embrace
The slavery, lovely
I’m fed up with, much
So seemingly bubbly
The sweetest, my crutch
Is always around
To show its worth
And have me aground
In slavish rebirth
The child, I will never
Be found at all
And gladly shall sever
Them, dummy install