All I ever knew is rejection in my life.
The complexion of tar imprinting a permanent scar of strife.
A Scarlett letter of a dark color, treated like a stain.
Wanting society to treat me fair, though all I get is pain.
Mama never liked me because I didn’t fit the mold.
I can’t control who I am, and I refuse to quiet my bold.
For it is the shield of armor against a world complacent in hate.
Be it home life, work life or love life – it seems to be my fate.
That no matter how hard I push myself, I hardly get too far.
When everyone around you wants to tell you who you are.
What you’ll never be – places you’ll never see. A caged bird it feels I am.
I’m simply screaming to the world, ‘just let me be! got damn!’
I’m not trying to hurt nobody, though plenty have hurt me.
When I gave my love to a phony tony, my heart was stolen – lock & key.
Showing me no mercy through the journey of his loveless game of chess.
Playing on my emotions in the guise of devotion, he showed me hate the best.
Dressed up as love in its purest and most sincere form, initially…
Eventually placidly yet drastically, I felt myself drowning in toxicity.
It took me three agonizing years before I found my exit route
Wheeling away the remainder of my feelings in an empty brouette.
In my departure, he didn’t neglect to remind me of my flaws
Too dark! Too strong! Too eccentric. For every effect, I was the cause.
Of why he wouldn’t and couldn’t, stand tall, deep in love with me.
This is the story of my life – Oh what a tragedy….
Maybe one day soon I hope, I’ll be more than just a stain
Dark and lovely forever defines me, as I long for fortune and gain!