Poetic Songs

You Have
Walked Over Me
All My Whole Life
With Steel Toe Shoes
I asked you not to lie
I felt it so deep down
Every time you pushed me aside

I asked you not once, not twice, but eternally
U didn't answer me, but you told me
Through your actions of insincerities
By Your Lies reaching deep inside of me
Your arguments are untruthful I can feel it in every part of me
But you still laugh at me
Thanks for helping me being

I asked you to love me
You didn't trust me
What did I deserve
I thought that my trust was luxury
Trust is the most important thing to me
Because you can lie if you say you love me

Your arguments were nothing but denial
Your harsh treatments would always lose a jury trial
You sought to destroy my whole life
You were a mother that taught me never to believe in a wife
I was adopted and my family not loving me is my price
I didn't ask for that but nobody loves me that's in Christ.

Thanks for that.

Cheer up.....

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I encourage anyone to write their verse or chorus, it can be very therapeutic to usher this help to understand between all thoughts inside of our mind from the reactions to things we dislike or disapprove. It doesn't have to rhyme, I particular for one like rhymes. I figure it is easier to write to sadder songs, just because if you have any unconscious emotions that are unresolved this is the therapeutic platform to release any unwanted energies such as aggravation. If we feel resolved at the moment as if we were enjoying festivities, then we can write happy words to a happy melody more easily. I see our mind as having hidden obstacles and taking more seriously which words we choose to say can lead us through these labyrinths, and when we see the tunnel exit the display of each hidden obstacle can be revealed within the conscious picture.

I'm trapped
A 1 of a Kind Mind with hidden obstacles I always try to Find
I can't see a way Out
Of this underground tunnel where I can't see the Route
This is not what I'm About
Growing up leaning in school that all I have is Doubt
Something like original sin trying to say I have a Drought

I do the right Thing and nice is what I Bring
But let me give you the right picture, what I have to give is even better than a nice Ring
When I see Out, I don't like Doubt, and the new antisocial people seem like they want to catch me like Trout
The horizon is rising, the enterprise I'm riding is completely energizing, likewise the new franchise there's no disguising
I only think in terms of the positive Way
I don't Play with the Pay and careful about what I Say, all Day

It was such a Deep Down Sink Hole
When my family didn't believe in me each time the hurt takes it's Toll
N' 4 Me to Realize that it wasn't no Stroll 4 me 2 Open up My Soul

It was deep down
Heat so much I couldn't renounce
The Resonation inside of My Mind with Heat Contemplation Had me Crazy
But then I realized to have the Pain Felt wouldn't have my Brain Melt
How can U Chase upon your Capitol when the deep hurt upon your brain more than casual
The reason 4 my pain is because my family left, as if they was there to begin with, part of my adoption steps
2 overcome, when each rejection messin' with my thought projection as long as they Disrespectin' It Ain't Me
I've been through with artificially for 6 years straight
And each year my mother did not believe a word that I said even though the pain felt in me and make me rearrange and change the gate
After years of disrespect my spiritual Dad didn't falter, but after one more year my dad looked at my mom like he could fault her
Every single one of my mom's friends including my own sister hates me, my dad said she would grow out of it in hopes she would not perpetrate me
Did I do anything say anything No I treat them all all the time Like Gold
It's almost like they have jealousy behind closed doors and they want me to fold
As my relationship with the natural environment helps me to be closer to the truth
That I am a good man I am smart like my dad said and I've been worth it from my youth
Instead of believing wicked words of doubt talking down on my success for no evident reason that I can possibly digest
It makes me possessed it hurts and that's why I asked him outside of my window, "what make everybody walk with cellphones now?" and he put his cellphone in his pocket and said, "I'm sorry" and I said "Nah I was just askin' how"
Could unwanted feelings overwhelm a weak to scheme please don't let it be
I touch my shoulders to my torso to my feet doing the oldschool dance and you might see