Hand from Foliage by ❀ Foliage ❀

I won't lay a
I won't lay a
Hand

On my kids
On my kids
Fuck that

I won't live to
I won't live to
Follow my family's past

I grew up
And I saw some shit
I cannot find a way

To forget
Yes, to forgive
All that I saw

Through my friends
And my experience
Moms and dads don't do this

Mom, I love you
Dad, you got work to do
I love you too

With my experience
My ex-therapist
Said all my problems were stemmed from this event:

I was molested
Was molested
When I was six

Guilt and shame
Myself to blame
No more, I change that all today

I've wasted my whole life
On phallocentric addiction
Now I have really changed
I've done away
Completely
I want to be
Everything you thought I was

I've wasted my whole life
With invisible police of mind
Feeling compelled
To wash my
Hand
Or repeat myself
'Til I get it right

Thinking itself
Is a pain
Then, I feel compelled to chase
Find out what it means

It's the disease
Messages misfiring
From head to feet
I'm suffering

Hurting myself
Is a way
To feel some kind of relief
From what I see

It don't got nothing
To do with neat
Try morality
It's called this:
OCD

It don't got nothing
To do with neat
Try morality
It's called this:
OCD

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