Trained

My father had to choose,

He decided to leave, train-wrecked the caboose.

In the back of my life, screaming I can do it.

But in the front I’ll stand, never doing shit.

I’ll never speak my mind,

If you ever knew the things I hold inside,

All the absences, invisible, always will hide

As a baby I’ll work, as an adult I’ll cry.

If my mom knew, she’d name me insane,

But they both abandoned me, like it was a game.

They emptied my train,

And now I go through the tunnel alone, with all the pain.

You’ll never hear about me, cause the light never came.