What about what I needed
and what you don't kno
Like when I pleaded
it fashioned me dark as crows
Circumstance has not made me meek,
but only more relentless
I have a hatred for the meek
and enmity for the pretentious
Underneath my tears and fears
Lies what used to be
Progressively fading over the years
Tantalizing women that come to see
