Broken So As To Be Made Whole

See, am am a rose flower growing from the concrete

The shit I've had to pass through isn't a secret

I got bitten, beaten, broken, killed, and even devoured

I've been a virgin that has been brutally deflowered

Am a tree that was cut, burnt but still surviving

Am a seed that can grow even in fire just striving

I am but a book of life's painful lessons

Don't read it, live your life just press on

I was in a cage called love, a cage if affection

A cage so dark that I raised demons in my attention

I thought I was okay, but am not okay, and never will

If you choose the path of joy, be ready for a raw deal

I'm bad as much as I know am bad

Am the type to squash the head of a tiny bird

I wanna be whole, but first let me be crushed

Am the whisper an the voices in the dark that are hushed

I don't want light in my tunnel, not at all

I wanna be the cripple who wanna play ball

I don't wanna smile, let me stay with my rage

I am but a wounded bird in a broken cage

See, you don't have to understand what I say

But now to be like me, your dues you have to pay

I am in another cage, locked so tight but in my hands I have the keys

I'd rather be the demon than embrace a false kiss

I am broken and damaged so as to be made whole

I don't need to kill to be a murderer, yeah I know

I kill time, I kill vibes and I kill portions of madness

I am a street prophet, am not looking to be loved

Say my name if you dare, say it and you'll see I don't care

Don't speak to me about changes, don't even dare

Don't want to be associated with me, am a dark force

This is another essence speaking, not the old horse

Broken to be made whole, order found in chaos

Your memories were hurriedly buried the day you walked

You lost me and my sanity the day I slowly talked

You are slap in my face, thorns under my armpits

I eat dust and crunch on disgust like you do biscuits

I eat pain, I drink pride. I dine with demons as pals

Because prayers are answered in shifts and mine is a million year late

I asked for help from Angel's, I've seen no reply up to date

I'm broken and I haven't gotten your back

I accepted the dance of the darkness and the whole pack

Now I dance to the tunes that last forever

It's my choice, my preference and my endeavor

Will you call me if you could? Would you even remember I exist

I have things to do, things to tick off my list

But none of them is in whiteness

I embraced my moody side, I call it true darkness

You can't heal me, let me pass through this process as whole

Because I am broken so as to be made whole