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..Soft Focus..
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IP:
It Wasn't An Accident Mom
Anger and hate live through my cold runnin vains
Love it slowly fades away the envy always stains
Pushed me from here lowered my self-esteem
Punished me for being blessed or so it seems
Three years ago I was one poor amazing athlete
one of the best..
Didn't think possible cause I grew from concrete
First year of rep soccer I made the provincials
Yet you held me back from all my principles
Destroyed my hopes dreams and main priorities
Sterotyped my life path cuz of the poor majority
So now i'm focused on one particular dream
Accomplish ya wish make ya emotions scream
I'm..
Creatin a future letter for you in a mortal crime
Prepare a drastic action prevail it at a certian time
Leave you gutted emotionly take away your love
Ridacule your beliefs spit on the angels above
Take your bible and burn it in the fire of hate
Make you feel ridiculous for your seen mistakes
Never once did I judge your morols on ghost
Sat back and listened to every word you spoke
Turns out me bein me wasn't in your eyes natural
Me going professional wasn't living nor spiratual
So you smashed my dreams like a fallen glass
Didn't try to catch me you let me helplessly smash
You was my mother My map suppose to guide
Help me stay strong but that you didn't provide
You incouraged failure the roads weren't marked
Our journy as mother and son can't be sparked
All because of this deminishing of my dream
you killed...
My ego and love by trying to raise surpreme
This letter proves my mystic hate of lies
Your a christian so am I I pray your demies
For your actions of holding me back strong
This letter is to prove what you did was wrong
When you read this you'll realise I still hold a grudge
And because of your inpulse then you have no love
For you finding this letter is my faithful punishment
You killed my soul tied my talent down in harrisment
Emotions of hate are from a lost acomplishment
What you did in the past wasn't at all an accident
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