Sick and tired. 厌倦。

Trapped 被困

Body wrapped with sharp pain because my 机身包裹着剧烈的疼痛，因为我

body wasn’t made to contain all this rage. 身体没有取得包含所有这些愤怒。

My mind wasn’t made, 当时我就没有做，

my eyes weren’t made, 我的眼睛不言，

my soul was not made to behold what shackles my soul now. 我的灵魂是不言看见什么束缚了我的灵魂吧。

Bound by memories of being innocent, 由是无辜的记忆束缚，

Uncle sinning against me sexually, 得罪我的叔叔性，

Momma knew he was molesting me, smacking me across my face. I could do nothing. 妈妈知道他在骚扰我，在我脸上拍打了我。我可以做什么。

Pops wasn’t around to give me the time of day. 持久性有机污染物不在身边给我一天的时间。

All I wanted was a time and place where I could be loved. 所有我想要的是一个时间和地点，我可以被人爱。

A hug from my mom was too much. 从我妈妈一个拥抱是太多了。

So I turned to lust on the net while I was 于是我转身​​就动淫念的净，而我

hooked like a fish as I click, click, clicked to watch porn flicks 迷上像一条鱼，因为我点击，点击，点击，观看色情的笔触

trying to find intimacy, 试图找到亲切感，

or an outlet at least. 或出口的至少。

But as I try to breathe and be at ease I see my mom in hell and the devil’s breath through the glass pipe. 但是当我试着呼吸，放心我看到我妈在地狱中，并通过玻璃钢管道魔鬼的气息。

I’m shattered in a flash. Fright and brokenness is the aftermath. 我打破了闪光灯。惊吓和破碎的后果。

Brokenness is my aftermath. 破碎是我的善后工作。