Damage is way beyond the surface
Its too far out even for a diver
Autobiography so we feel any pity
You only cared coz you inherited thousands
Yet you try to wash my memory with trash talk
Like you'd even remember yourself after all the money you stole
Karma it breathes in and out of you yet so much bad and so little good
How can anything clear everything you have said nor anything you have done
If they're all slags and sluts and I'm a dumbass liar, yes I'm an adult speaking but...
Was a child when i suffered horrific wicked evil heart scalding stories, skin scalding...
Not to forget the horrible red marks, beats, tears, starvation, agony, fear, paranoia and dehydration
All from an infamous sadistic wicked natural born story telling evil couple who weren't my parents
How i wish i had the strength to confront
Yet i say it how it is and your guilt can't handle the truth or the reality of my memory and that you're both accounted for as this is unforgettable
Maybe forgivable and because of this you feel guiltier than ever and it kills you with pain that you need to keep manipulating people to change the stories
Never do you change as you keep clinging onto the same life
They were not slags nor sluts they merely just walked away from failed previous marriages that had no flame of hope
They ended their marriages where you just stuck like genies glue
To this wicked and evil woman who changed everything about you to the point of shame where you can't even show your face or have a part its like you're cut off, but you cut yourself out
Nobody wants to know anymore because your game is all the same
We know its info to keep her sweet and luxurious and stop the 3rd degree lectures well at least your a man and didn't get a 3rd degree burn literally as a child or scarred for life
Now this is killing you inside that we walked away and yet you facebook and tweet and we report and block
You call and we do not answer, you knock and the whole house turns to mute
All you can do is mock you're becoming deaf, blind and dumb
You could have changed your life if you wanted to
You could have made it all OK and if she wasn't right you could have made her straight
You fell for all her sob stories and made everyone cry
You lie to reel us in and then she hurts us
You play mind games and she hurts our children and you don't do anything
She assaults me and you say nothing
You look at us and laugh at us and you're a paranoid mess, depressed and the most stressed
You hide in your so many seated tinted rotten fag and gat infested van
You try to hide, but anyone can spot that pile of trash a mile off
Nobody wants to know anymore
Its too late