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WC is an old man

Locked Up In The Psych Wards Again
« on: December 12, 2020, 12:07:22 AM »
Payin a cunt a compliment ainít the same as payin mind
You ainít worth the energy
Never mind the shine
You ainít worth a dime to me
A dozen
Quadruple
Quintuple
Quit
Fuck it cunt
Ya handsome
Now youíre best to eat a dick ya trick
Got bitches bowing down desperately lookiní for a master
Go faster
Harder
Youíre a disaster trying recapture a youth thatís gone to pasture
Iím quite content
Didnít ask for no fast handed fantasy
Keep ya pens and cages
Gauges are the only bangs for me
So my dear
Here we be
At the crossroads
Iím stock still
Institutionalized
My life
Youíre just chasing thrills
I have to pop pills
I have to do as told
Or Iíll never see free again
And even then
You wanted a sunshine where I only saw the rain
So I figure
Thereís no amount of hurt on earth could break my lonely heart
Coz Iím never fallin in love for a muthafuckin start
I might use ya for affection
I Might peep the story show
But Iím not slow
Quick to a occassions
Still
Itís all been done befo
Just me ya know
Low key
Simplicity
Nothing fancy
Just a fuck
Sure it feels good
So does crack
So does all that illicit stuff
But when push comes to shove
When shit be really wild
When ya go nowhere to go
Nobody calling up prince charming and his wife to save a life
So now you can be ugly because Iíve seen your deepest whims
I know all kinds of things
The lengths that youíll go to to sin
And Iím just trying to wade in Satans shallows
Keep my head up in the midst of this tryst I call a nightmare that usually ends with a big fist
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WC is an old man

Re: Locked Up In The Psych Wards Again
« Reply #1 on: December 12, 2020, 01:02:32 AM »
Canít think of no one or nothin to love
Apparently my affectionate sides a joke to the tough
Apparently Iím a clown for having ideals where itís ok to want something simple
Where itís ok to feel
So fuck it
Iíll be rough
Iíll go back down that road
Where if some cunt approaches Iíll give em a load
Of resentment
Bitter hate
Despise them
Neglect
Forgoe the romance
Get ready to get checked
Disrespect every derelict that look in my direction
Coz obviously a celibate bitch gives a fuck bout erections
Only loony toons believe in a touch you canít feel
And only idiots take on fuckin men made of steel
So Iíll kill it
Every part of me that wanted some soft
Iíll just act butch
Wonít be hard
I mean look at this dog
Might of been pretty once upon long ago
Fast forward cunt
Those days are long gone
Nevermind
I can do it
Be happy too
Coz I donít need anotha let alone you
Been doin it my who gatdamn life
Iíd have 7 kids now if I was meant to be a manís wife
Iíd have never worked a day in my life
Iíd have never committed a crime
Sung or write
Iíd have never been abused if it wasnít for men
What the fuck was I thinking fantasizing bout them
Itís cool
Iíll just maintain as well as I can
Solo
One out
Fuck family and friends
Fuck love, hate, desire, envy and loss
I already know the cost
None of yíall Boss
Iíll go back to God
Heíll bless me
Iím sure
When Iím at my witís end
Feeling insecure
When they creep through the door as Iím sleep on the floor and rob me of whatís left then treat me like a whore
And even if God donít save the day
At least they canít touch him
So itís to him I pray
A man I can truly look up to
Maybe God thinks Iím too precious to touch or suck up to
Maybe God sees all this and sheds the tears I refuse
For all the lies, conspiracies, manipulation, abuse
Maybe God will excuse what I wonít
Which is repeatedly being taken for a useless joke
I love how everyone here is a rap connoisseur
Half y'all belong in the sewer ya cons
 

WC is an old man

Re: Locked Up In The Psych Wards Again
« Reply #2 on: December 12, 2020, 01:29:24 AM »
I just wanted to be left alone
Repeatedly heíd ask what I want and I said I was happy with the thoughts
So many men have wandered through my mind
I wasnít trying to find anyone
Itís kinda like being found
But Iíve been found wanting and others speak on my behalf
Iíve not evidence
Just a cold and collous heart
I canít care
Because nobody cares for me
I try to invest
Countless times Iím taken advantage of mercilessly
So be it
This may not be a first
Yes it hurts
But itís superficial
If I can just make it through this life
Alone
Rather than be dragged to the end
If I can make peace with God alone
If I can just save and savour all my love for me
Without calculatedly scheming on somebody elseís free
If I can just strive towards a betterment
As useless as it seems
Maybe God will let me in
Just gotta rid myself of sin
Like lust
Itís prideful
Thinking thereís someone whoíd see value in my soul
Instead of profit in my pain and the stories still untold
I just gotta be mindful
Sincere
Staunch
Respectful
Hopeful
Chaste
Donít matter what I look like
Matters what I go through
My suffering has paved a way for favour in the good eyes of the Lord
He knows Iím earthly
They just see hurting
They just see another flower to mangle
They laugh at my good nature
They berate my strengths
Iíll never satisfy them so why try
And the few good men who know my worth are best kept away from me
So many Devils hell bent on robbing me of anything that could help me see the beauty they assume Iíd sell my soul for
I got nothing in this world I would consider a tether other than this life force that seems to be a liability
I donít know what theyíre trying to rob me of
They donít Believe in love or God
I love how everyone here is a rap connoisseur
Half y'all belong in the sewer ya cons