Pen & Ink
Thinking back to what was said..my angelshattered upon my bed
Washed away with tears alone...that fragile state that she's
"i'm so confused" she says now once again..
And tries to hld on while it's wearing thin..
She talks about faith but she's so afraid..sweating with guilt,
That's how she was raised.
Send it down to me, all that i cant see, cuz in my world of pen &
It seems i dont know what to think.
"its what my father believes, what my mother believes, what my
Believes so me too.. what my brothers believe, what my sisters
What the world believes so its true".
Into her pilow now she weeps..awakened from their tale she wants
Desperately to sleep..a world that makes her feel so small..she
"whats the purpose of it all?"
...down and down and down now she slips back...
Too many years of fears and wishes to retract.
Back to the shelter of good and bad...she tells me my views are
Love me and hate you. grow me inside you, trust me you need to
Made me to control you and i'll change you and i'll waste you
Will never even phase you in plain view. the brainwashed warden
Mind's confinement...just a sheep and i'm your fucking tyrant
Autor(es): Eric Johanson