A generational curse
A fatherless child
Could i be ??
I'am a FATHERLESS child
Being a automatic statistic
Being place in the hood
Being a FATHERLESS child
Is misunderstood
I've been fighting to embrace my uniqueness
I just blended in with being statistic
My father could have broken
The mold
A coward without heart
Choose to take his life
A daughter walking without soles
Looking up to a father
Wondering soul
I'm tired of being temporary seed
I'm tired of you him her judging me
So many emotions running through
My vein
Is there any soul
Out there who understands my pain
Drinking problems away
Sexing a man
Deep black roots
Has vanish
Being treated like a queen
Is so unseen
Craving the wrong attention
Get you mention
Neighborhood slut
A noble prize
Being a child statistic
Written ; danielle chaniel
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