Goals

Just do what you do
stop asking permission
acting like a grown person
than assume the position
don’t want to do your makeup
or style your hair?
You keep saying patriarchy
got you all scared,
then stiffen that lip-
get your ass in gear
never let a concept
stop you from being real.

Just do what you do
stop asking permission
pretending the enemy is a system-
a mission,
say that the white man
is keeping you down
that straight white America’s
taken your sound,
but still you’re just sitting
playing the clown-lioness thinking
you can’t change your ground.

Want representation?
Then make it yourself
got so much ambition
then break from the crowd
you need permission, safe places,
and laws?
You must not want this
at least not at all.

Bad bitch

Every girl wants to be a bad bitch
but none of you know what that is
walking, walking, walking small
you don’t know how to be tall
trip over words and don’t know strong
got the meaning of bad bitch
dead, dead wrong.

Every girl wants to be a bad bitch
even under guise of being feminist
every girl wants to be a boss
but if you ignorant you’ve already lost.

Can’t tell me where to go cause
you followin’
watching like you know what’s
in front of me
speaking to me like you contend with me
I’m the bad bitch that you pretend to be.

Every woman wants to be a bad bitch
no matter how you label it
you ain’t it;
no lioness, no Wonder Woman, no alpha.
All you ladies just betas
at your best yet
you pretend to be empowered
but you’re just ignorant.
Keep talking big while living small.

Fearsome

Scarier than darkness
more terrifying than light
the monsters and the demons
cannot win this fight
something more horrific than
the nightmares in your head
leading you too peril
and your deepest dread.
This chapter never ends
it’s scarier than all
all your wicked deeds
even those you’ve forgotten
lost down beneath your knees
yes, it’s scarier than all
each and one between
this monster isn’t something
you would like to meet
it is not just one
it is one of many
several dozen tons
it’s flesh not worth its pennies,
scarier than blood
and suicidal tendencies
scarier than all
all your deepest fantasies.
This is not of one
this is one of many
an enemy unnamed
throughout our longest histories
evil is in all and in every
rest of us.
You are not above
just a nightmare in the wealth and luck.

Butterflies

We all want to be
beautiful and sad
tragic little butterflies
driven quite mad.

Flying cross the boulevard
floating like a dream
desperate imitations
of what we cannot be.

Everybody wants to be a superstar
show the world how special
that they really are
everybody wants to be
beautiful and sad
depression and anxiety
the best accessory ever had.

We all want to be
beautiful and sad
tragic little butterflies
driven quite mad.

Everybody wants to be
Lana Del or Halsey
all the pretty stories but know
nothing of true suffering.

Everybody wants to be someone else
we all pretend we’re butterflies
while killing ourselves.

Translation

Tell me more about me
how do you define me
can you see what I see
or do you oppress me?
Looking in the mirror
vision getting clearer
as you keep reminding
my mind sees what I see.
I will not be labeled
defined by your time table
you’re views are regressive
though I demand acceptance
of my mirrors inefficient
vision of my eyes rendition
my minds overall revision
of this bodies unabridged edition.

I still got you

Never say I didn’t tell you so
everything little thing
that you wanted to know
every last mistake
you never wanted to grow
but you can’t fucking say
I never told you so.
Come to me like I’m your therapist
then you can’t recall the time
that I put in-all my wages paid
in past percents
everything I got was gone by then.
Never, ever tell me I didn’t
tell you so
I saw all your mistakes before
you hit the road
speak my mind, but speaking gets old
when no ones listening
and speaking gets you in trouble
when the truths in sync
no one ever wants a friend
who goes that deep
so now I’m just a ghost
you forget about me
but never, ever, forget just one thing
I know of all your demons and fucked up deeds.

Morning light

And I awoke much colder
no warmth beside my bed
madness filled my cup
and fear overtook my head.
I awoke much older
than I came before
a child now a martyr
only living ever more.
Sleep for chance to dream
to live and share the glory
chance to pass the story on
no chance to heed the words.
And I awoke on a sunny night
lost my sanity
fear had taken my young voice
abandon the rest of me.
I now sleep with one eye open
cruelty my shield
at once they thought a saviour wanted
now they run from me
a monster comes from what they wanted
an older kind of fiend.
I awoke with eyes undaunted
they won’t forget to bleed.

Take it in

Breaking, shaking
I’m alone
when the world starts
to unfold
this is heartache evermore
broken, shattered
on the floor
we once witnessed this before
mind at once and then it’s gone
feel the world from getting on
broken mirrors
mind forgot
she keeps breathing
on and on.

In plain sight

Wolf in sheep’s clothing
leading the lowly
taking right over your home
but you know no better
you just have to weather
the violence in their holy tome
if you reject it
or speak of its message
we will take more than your skull.
Allah and his text
pure love and progress
though we ignore it’s anthem-
Muslim’s can lie to the unwise outsiders
they can blamelessly murder you.
Christians are told that
man’s law comes first and
if you do break it
you then must take it
the lashes meant solely for you.
Islam it teaches
to turn nonbelievers
to take over where they make home.
Follow Sharia
no matter the heathens
your home is your faith and your law.
Islam it teaches
to respect no outsider
so you just pretend
that they are not liars
if they do love us
you’ll never know unless
they choose to protect
their new home.

Fractured ware

We all sit under sheer
blessed minds
we hold so dear
closest still but closer near-
we fall under,
we appear,
she is whole
but we still peer
under lashes
we keep clear
she won’t know unless
we cheer
her words come
and we bleed air
we control the lips
and stares
she is us
of this we swear
she’s not split
just fractured ware.