Circus and Churches

June 94’
That’s a story she ignores
They swept the pride and the lust
Of a preacher they loved
Under the rug
And she wonders why...
She’s staring at herself in her underwear
Pulling her hair
Saying, “nobody cares”
She whispers, “It was an accident, but I’m a ******* accident”
Rubbin' on her noes
Grabbin' on her thighs
Up another half size
She’d rather show up in the circus
Than show up in churches
So love your neighbor as yourself
But what if you don’t love yourself?
Well that explains our enemies
But where is all this coming from?
It must of been when I was young
Those words you spoke over me
Identity
She stepped
Though the door
Down the hall
He made sure she didn’t say a word
He took off that red colored dress
My god she was so innocent
She remembers all the things that he whispered
He cut her down down like his zipper
You’ll never be worth it
Far from perfect
A daughter of the king, that’s bull ****
Now he’s touching on her noes
Grabbing on her things
And told her “big girls don’t cry”
She’d rather show up in the circus
Than show up in churches
So love your neighbor as yourself
But what if you don’t love yourself?
Well that explains my enemies
But where is all this coming from?
It must of been when I was young
Those words you spoke over me
Identity
So love your neighbor as yourself
What is there to love?
What if you don’t love yourself?
When you’re not enough!
So love your neighbor as yourself
What is there to love?
What if you don’t love yourself?
When you’re not enough!
Perspective

It’s all about perspective
You just never know what someone else has been through
So before we point fingers and before we judge
Take a look in the mirror
Take a look in the mirror
If that was your story
And those were your circumstance
That could be you
That could be you
Let's take a minute
Let's improvise
Let's try to understand
We are all flawed and we all need grace
Father forgive us for we know not what we do