shhhh.....shut up ...u lil bitch....u act just like ya daddy..... i take care of you....fuck u and ya daddy....... and i am focoused on these words as if they were motivation for me to strive to be someting on this journey living in words that rings in my ear to push to push to push for i to be me and i get so lost in these words that i live them they peirce my soul as if i were getting digged up with hot coal  by the heart but hung by the rim and i am so angelicly searching for the right time to smuther the words of a tragic but beautiful disaster and ive been running since i was pushed out of the womb but slowed down by the words so i cant run no faster and i feel the words of the people who judge me like....dike....u noe u goin to hell right....u gay bitch......u noe u cant get into heaven right.......when god  said its not for a man to judge but yet i reply with eyes of fear and fight i am these words that piece my broken heart together but then i  found  love when i was eleven and she was the only person i could cling on too the only one who held my soul when my heart needed it too  the only person who created these words that my life clings on  too the only person who i trusted not to hurt me with the words of hell so i loved a heart that helped me survive and prevail i was showed the words of love then .....ur my everythang .....i need you .......i want to hold you ..........and i never let the words of hell hurt me again so when the words of fire burned my soul and ears i laughed at the fact that those words can never over turn the words of an angels words but they can only be words of terminated fears