They Was Like
You Good With Words
You Should Put Them On Paper
So I Did
Now They Mad
They Mad
Because
My Words Came With
Pain
Not Everyone Wanted To
Feel It
My Words Came With
Truth
Not Everyone Wanted To
Know It
My Words
Told A Story
Not Everyone Wanted To
Hear It
Suddenly
They Aint Want
My Words On Paper
Suddenly
Im The Bad Guy
Suddenly
I Shouldn’t Be Expressing Myself
But
They Don’t Know
I Cant Be Quiet Now
My Words
Have To Get Out
I Cant Hide This Hurt Anymore
I Need Someone Else
To Feel What I Feel
I Need Someone Else
To Understand How It Hurt
My Words
Take Away Their Power
They
Can Be Mad
They
Can Beg For My Silence
But
My Words
Deserve To Be Out There
My Words
Deserve To Be Heard
About the Creator
JLovee
Poet. Story Teller. Not Here For A Long Time Just A Good Time..
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