Pieces of Me

I’ve been framed Into a family of Love, Lies, Secrets, and Deceit. Just like a picture – I’ve been captured But the family’s frame has never been complete. Now shattered to pieces The glass of Love falls. Now there is no longer walls… To this picture frame. BOOM! The glass hits the floor Love opens its door And – his pour all over me. One hand over my mouth The other around my neck. I wish you would scream – he tells me. Frame falling apart – because his love would now never depart. Now every inch of my soul – wish it would Become a part of that wood – in the frame That holds that perfect picture – of a broken family. Because they never heard my cries Wouldn’t believe my words Too blinded by his lies. So paint a pretty picture and put it in a frame. Call it Love – because I’ve been framed Into a family of Love, Lies, Secrets, and Deceit. Just like a picture – I’ve been captured But the family’s frame has never been complete. Now shattered to pieces The glass of Lies burst through one side. Now the frame can’t hold the picture. Lie #1 A perfectly painted picture of mama working so diligently So how did she find the time to work these streets so whoringly? She thought we didn’t know – because it was never spoke of But the lies ran through her veins Escaping through her drug injected arms. Lie #2 There’s a power outage in the neighborhood But out lights are the only ones off. Frame that into your picture – and let the reality set in. Hmph… Candles for lights, ‘cause not even a generator can reignite… The humility that me and my siblings endure. Lie #3 You said you’d be here tomorrow – but tomorrow never came. So like that picture in the frame – I’m left hanging. And now I will never see another tomorrow with you Because they covered up your lies. You see – I know you broke family ties – to go start another one. I’m just a kid, huh… I’ll never understand. Well tell that to the broken heart you left me holding in my hand. Playing father with them – but I call you daddy… Maybe I shouldn’t anymore – ‘cause you chose to walk out that door Leaving our lives unframed. So paint a pretty picture and put it in a frame Call it disappointment – cause I’ve been framed. Into a family of Love, Lies, Secrets, and Deceit. Just like a picture – I’ve been captured But the family’s frame has never been complete. Now shattered to pieces The glass of Secrets whisper in the air. Shhh… She can never know – or it will tear her apart. The lies of this secret will break her fragile heart. But what about me? Do I even get a say? His secrets – no secret when I live it every day. You can never say anything – are the constant words I hear Because they still believe his truth. But this dude – her brother – my uncle Had his way with me – stripping me of my virtue! So like the picture in a frame – the secrets are held into a four sided space Locked away unsafely – when every day I have to see his face. So paint a pretty picture and put it in a frame Call it shameless – because I’ve been framed Into a family of Love, Lies, Secrets, and Deceit. Just like a picture – I’ve been captured But the family’s frame has never been complete. Now shattered to pieces The glass of Deceit lands at my feet. No longer knowing who to trust Knowing my truth has become a must. The picture no longer hangs in that perfect frame… The family has lost it because I’m not that little girl anymore. They say speaking my truth will defame… The family’s perfectly – unperfect picture because it will no longer fit in the frame. But my words need to be heard – because they’re not listening. That frame has fallen apart – and just like any unfinished work of art It just sits there. Hanging in the balance of what’s real and what’s fake. All the Love, Lies, Secrets, and Deceit I can no longer take. I’ve been captured for so long – but in this frame I don’t belong. So paint a pretty picture and put it in a frame. Call it freedom – ‘cause I’m no longer framed Into a family of Love, Lies, Secrets, and Deceit. I’m no longer captured and my frame is now complete.