To Be Broken...

Lyrics
You ever see yo father beat on yo momma? That shit right there will give you more than just trauma I witness mine's through a child's eyes hopin' they stop But too young to get inbetween 'em, too young to call on the cops My momma's wrist was the payment for it all The day I had to let my heroes just fall Broken fragments, but for years I had hopes That one day maybe I could glue 'em together but I never got close I heard them screamin' over something like usual By the tone of their voices, I could tell that anger was mutual Crawled to the corner with my brother so little Two infant minds unmolded, because of that we were so brittle Saw my father with my mom on the ground Her arm twisted, face down, lying flat on the couch With tears rollin' down, she was screamin' out (Help) But sadly, nobody but kids were inside of the house Just a 3 and 6 year old having to watch And I could feel the disdain build in the eyes of my pops I started crying, ran in between hitting my father But he was stronger, unbothered, plus I was just a toddler What more could I have done? Still tryna stop this monster But the longer I waited the more resentment I conjured I grabbed the phone and begged my momma to use it She was kickin' and screamin', but she knew she couldn't do it 14 years later still haunted My biggest fear is to be like my father Why I'm writin' this sonnet Set myself a reminder that I can always do better But he past along demons that I'll forever remember I was raised a different person, but those flashbacks remain And anyone with a heart and soul could be driven insane Having the same flashbacks playin' over your brain Then try and change hoping that you go a different way I feel the pain of any child who had humble beginnings 'Cause those losses we took then are the reason we winning The hardest battles we fight, are in our minds And everytime you stand up you grow resilience inside Keep ya head 'cause even though our battles differ at first The damage done is the same, and it only gets worse I thought I was alone stuck inside a hole Where it's cold, dark and menacing not knowing where to go But the people around me wanted better for my health And I was always the type of dude too afraid to ask for help Cause the stigma around it's that you weak or you frail But honestly the ones who love you wanna see prevail And that's real Ayo, do you think birds understand how free they are? Nigga what? Gon 'head put that blunt down, big fella Nah for real, I mean they can go wherever they want whenever they want I mean we can too, just close your eyes and fly away nigga
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Credits
- Writers
- Nathan Johnson
- Michael “2FaceKidd” Moore