Danielle Poem by Malevolent M.c

19..19...19.. years in the making, her heart is heavy with fear of it breaking.
And every tear is an awakening, it brings it clear that she appears to be taking in by the sight of a girl she doesn't recognize, her own image, how could she forget those eyes, probably because the one that's behind them has grown a little weary of the one who designed em.
All she ever wanted was to feel pretty, she pours pain in her heart till it spills pitty, blind to her own masterpeice, she hangs pictures on the wall of people she'd rather be.
Also blind to her own very common indecision, looking only for first one who fits the envision,
Of the guy, who fits her own description,
It's easy to understand the reasonings that are at hand, to search for the man, who is like you at a glance.
But still some of the most promising tales are contraband.
With others saying, 'Forget it he's a loser' Who would love a women then and turn around and abuse her? I don't know man.. He's must be realy sweet and say.
'Take my hand, and follow me to where ever it is i go' She'd take it and do it without any thought that pertains the word 'no'.
To see a stable and high self esteemed mind, is hard to find i was told. But even so, i still really want to keep hope, or atleast the benefit of the doubt.
Everyone has a tough time, through thick-thin, and throughout. But i really wish she'd have the strength to say she'd be out
If he ever abused her, but
no one would ever stay with someone if they abused them more than themselves,
but here we've got a world champ with the self abuse she has delt.
She's in the clan of the cave hell, attracting the men who would use a club to hit on the head, and drag her home by the hair, still use a club to get her a martini or a beer, but really they just want to get home and put the smell of sex in the air.

Make him a King For a Day
Hard to face your fears we wear the mask like we all ina play
You have a ball today
It's all a masquerade
Shorty paint her face like a clown but can't take away the frown
Found under the make up
I asked her 'What's your passion? ' answered 'What's the paper' she sleep
and they don't want her to wake up
Maybe they should realize their own beauty
Baby you a star and not just a star on some dudes home movies

Chrous - Soon the new day, breaks the dawn
But tonight you, will be so fun..
Soon the new the day breaks the dawn, she will realize the good ones are the ones that are right in front..