grovel

Her voice is a solemn tone
She is a snob and she walks alone
Boys try to be friendly but she shuts them out
Her life is complicated she hurts when she smiles
Her life is a pipe a broken pipe
She starts to write and words just leak out
She writes sardonically about life
A life she knows nothing about
Even about a daughter a daughter she doesn’t have
Lost she wakes everyday wanting to become,
And she doesn’t
She slinks about the way trying to find herself,
She cant
She writes insipid stories as she stews in silence
You’d have sworn she is holy deceived by her countenance
She uses these writs as blinds that she hides behind
Her father bought her a bible
And taught her about Jesus Christ
But she turned on the radio
And washed it down with rock and rap
She said Tupac’s words had taught her to fight
She didn’t say a word what the bible had taught her about
She uses harsh words to mock the world
But like words have life they mock her back
She is wont to that so she lets is pass
Her readers love her but they can’t make her out
They think what she writes is crap
If only they could tell her that.