PAIN

First things first
I’m going to say all the words
Inside my head
I’m fired up and tired
Of the way that things have been
The way that things have been
Second things second
Don’t you tell me what you think that I could be
I’m the one at the sail
I’m the master of my sea
The master of my sea

I was broken from a young age
Taken my sulking to the masses
Writing my poems for the few
That look to me, took to me
Shook to me, feeling me
Singing from heartache from the pain
Taking my message from the veins
Speaking my lesson from the brain
Seeing the beauty through the…

Pain!