Face down
Frownin’
From the waist down
Walking
From the neck up
Sulking
Chalking it up to the way it’s gonna be
Chin up
No luck
Still stuck
Commanded
Demanded
Reprimanded
Hardly standing
Muted
Hooded
Rooted
In fear
Afraid to show face
No grace
Erased
Low
Only a shadow
Copy of the master
Disaster
Has to
Self destruct
Erupt
Fist up
Defenseless but defensive
Never wins
Pensive
Seeks revenge
Unhinged
But my father!
My rock
My guide
My master
The one that created this disaster
And I gotta ask
“Did you have to win?”
If so
A long time ago
I would’ve given in
Just hand me the gin
Sinking in
I could do it myself
Don’t care how I felt
Drink it down
Happy now?
Erased
Replaced
Now your slave
Wear the hood that you gave
To hide my face
Taste
And see
No more good
Beneath the hood
Yet there I stood
Still don’t know how I could
