Saws Lyrics

I started rapping because I wanted to

I ran out of bizarre things to do

It's free verse, something new

I can tell my story plain, how about you

My story is not sad

It's tragically bad

I stay mad

I lost what I had

No I'm not glad

My notepad

Was waterlogged

I monologued

Got it wrong

Got along

A non song

A hot saw

Dropped jaw

Shoptalk

Cropped off

Dropped off

Blocked off

If only it would stop

I was at the top

When I felt the drop

The villain withdraws

A scarecrow with no straws

She feels claws

The saws

Are gauze

There is no pause

For applause

Are you what belongs

No I am followed by a black dog

Brain early morning fog

My my mind races in a jog

Backlog

Fingerprints on a doorknob

Why was it my life they chose to rob

Trampled by a mob

Wounds of salt on a cotton swab

I feel my broken heart throb

I thought to sob

Where was the storm's calm

All my life they read my palm

Like a bomb

All my life I was beaten on

I was moth drawn

Waited for my black swan

But it was in the wrong

And I wait for dawn

But the light is gone

I don't write to people please

I write unsung stories that no one sees

Sometimes they discover these

But I am a redwood and they know only trees

These poems are keys

They are seeds

None of the thieves

Can take from these

An artist never concedes

Writes never reads

Explodes then proceeds

I am jagged, it was too late

I was already at the wrong gate

On the wrong date

Not thinking straight

I think I no longer hate

What is hate but strife too late

I no longer wait

I am a heroine and I narrate

I am no villain, that is not my fate

This is a story they won't celebrate

These are the saws that I create

Jagged like hot saws to the touch

My songs point to what hurts too much