Outside coping
This girl tries to walk
In newly heeled and polished boots
But ends up walking
Through a muddy field
She’s been lost most of her life
She’s tried the help
Of academic know alls
Who say ‘forget the past’
But they know not what it is
To travel in an empty space
And try to find your place in the universe
Your life was taken from you
Your choices and your mind
You were stripped bare of your dignity
And heart hoisted high
Like Jesus on the Cross
You don’t belong
You don’t succeed
No matter how you try
You are a dirty little girl
With a warped demented mind -
Not of others – of you
You trip yourself up like a junkie without a needle
You spill out your wrath like lava from a beetle
Your over heated emotions
Come out of the volcano
That boiled you up spat you out and laid you on the table
For all to take a piece
Like birthday cake iced detail
Take a bit of her, chew a bit of her, swallow a bit of her
But don’t keep her, don’t nurture her,
Just use her and spit her out – you don’t need her
She’s an accessory
Alright to hang on my arm
Alright to smile and give charm
Alright to use when your horny
Don’t worry she won’t say owt
You’re protected, can carry on as normal
Protest at the jibe of incestuous lies
After all, who’d believe her
She’s not normal, she’s weird, she’s from another world
She doesn’t fit into this community, this town, this mentality
Just kick her back down, it’s what she understands
She will be subservient and do your bidding
Put her life on hold.