obedience was my name, fear was my life
It was not my hair on your couch
Because I pulled all my hairs out
So they couldn't fall off
And they couldn't be found
I did not fill your laundry basket
Because I reused the clothes twice or thrice
Afraid you would complain
I could do nothing right
I could not have cleaned my room
Because those weren't my toys
Those weren't my walls
That wasn't my home
I did not waste your shampoo
Because I had my hair short
Hard from all the mistreat
Hard from all the abuse
But my birthday gift to myself
Was conditioner and fresh fruit
You got the money I was too scared to use
While I lied, lied awake, lied asleep
Just lied, lied depressed, wasting time
Say goodbye
To the prospect of a better life












