No Angel

[Ebony The Enemy]

Exhausted pourin out my heart and soul
Nobody actually gives a fuck
I don’t need to be told
And even if they did I wouldn’t wanna set em up
So I just keep to myself like a miserable little slut
I got no aspirations
But my enemy has designs
On particular vocations
That would keep me occupied
No it wont be pretty
Fact is neither am I
And plenty will find a sense of joy in my demise
Are we really a superior species
Seems we’ve hardly progressed
People still flock to mock another out of malice
With ill intent
Is it really that intelligent
Profitting from pain
Been happenin since the Bible times
But apparently it’s game
For shame
You call me lame because I can’t defeat them all
Wouldn’t be so sanctimonious if it was you set up for the fall
I’m merely an individual
One person
All alone
And you have the audacity to hassle me cos I don’t envy your throne
Cool it, Castro
Rest in peace
Instead of intentionally disturbing mine
Stick ya dick in a potato
See if you can conjure time
I’m just gonna start writing gibberish
Cos sense is wasted here
It’s all about the money
And precious egos
So I fear
For I am human
I have limits
I have weaknesses and flaws
I’m not lording it over anyone
Inlaws or outlaws
I didn’t invite your decrepid abuse you chose to impose upon my soul
So I hardly see the significance in your interpreting it as gold
They simply seek to demean me
Depreciate
Degrade
Disturb
I’m not claiming to be an angel
I’m just employing the written word