i won't stand by while you take away
everything i knew
my night and day
you can't choose the way i walk
and i'm going to walk away
you can't choose the way i talk
but i'm saying what i have to say

my whole life
i was your slave
i can't believe i didn't know
i still don't know now
but my poetry tells me so

a little tear across his face
took the place
of the smile on his face
to erase
the trace
of happiness
and grace
was like taking everything he knew
off of his face
but they did

adopted
in a world of hate
you are not loved
you are
adopted
and it matters who adopted you
but your friends don't understand
that some times
an adoption
could be a man and a man

they ripped his heart out like it was nothing
because of a different way of living

living in a world of
"****"
not living in a world
of people
living in a world
were people can't live their lives
and we all live in evil
no matter what form

so he went home
with his own blood on his shirt
crying out for his dad(s)
they could not understand him
through his tears
but what he was saying was:
**what's a ***?

rope burns as she try's
to go upstairs and hide
and while he is at work
she try's to make a sign
but he always comes back
downstairs to find
her hiding
her sign
and teaches her not to lie

rope burns in the basement
****** back in the kitchen
tears on his pillow
your own
wondering why you're alone

wondering why your family won't bring you home
but a thief
a thieving world
were little girls
act as slaves

is a world that we live in
were rope burns
at breakfast
and ****** backs
at dinner
are a ******'s fantasy come true
were an abducted modern slave girl
acts as a chew toy for your dues

but if you actually saw that sign
tell me
what would you do?