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Scapegoat
I’m your escape boat
dump blame and discard me

if you look closely
You’d see it’s really not me

Your mind is creating a false reality
To run from the hard you create duality

One is the truth
The other is a lie

The scapegoat
Is an escape boat
You create an alibi

Not ready to face the truth
You put falsehood on me

think it’s the easy road
it’s not easy for me

How do I escape
this escape boat
Do I sink the whole thing?

I’ll scrap it, not sell it
It’s a false reality

Who becomes the scapegoat
Is told to take the blame

Not this escape boat,
I refuse all the shame

You pilled all this baggage
Onto my back

But I’ll drop it
It’s not mine
At the head of the path

Escape Goat

Take some gas
Pour it on

Different day
Same old song

Make me doubt
You’ll try to do

When I remember
things you say and do

You said it once
Said it a million
Said twice
Make that a billion

Playing games that
You think you’re good at
One die is cracked
The deck is stacked

Some will see
You draw the same every time
but it’s easy to look away,
And believe the lie

What is this game?
There’s too much going on
Same old you
Same old song

Emotional torture
This game is too real
I’m not playing now
I refuse to feel

Make me doubt
You’ll try to do
Same old game
Same old you

I knew this outcome
I see the plays
It’s taking years
They don’t see your display

You manipulate the facts
This game isn’t real
The pieces are all pawns
Except me, I feel.

This game is a mess
It doesn’t make sense
Created to confuse
It’s your best defense.

This queen is walking
The king is glued

I’m not in this game
It looks like it’s just you.

Queen's Game

Black sheep, black sheep
What’s wrong with your wool
Nothing is wrong
I see you’re the troll

I like your clothing
I made you feel gray
I thought it was black
I told everyone, anyway

It’s black, you were right
Now I like it that way
Not even close
to looking like you
Today or any day.

white and pristine, I see dirty spots
white is the absence of color
Black is surely not

Black has color,
So much color you see
Black is worn by authority

Don’t worry, I’m not the judge.
Too busy being me
I’ll proudly own black sheep
of this so-called family

Black sheep are strong
Black sheep aren’t weak
Black sheep are different
They have individuality

Black sheep speak up
Black sheep aren’t quiet
Black sheep are sacrificed
By family who deny it

I don’t need a flock, I’m free
My wool is so dark
There’s no killing the truth
Or dye to hide me

I’m true to myself
And true to the cause
Some hate the truth
and make their own laws

White sheep, white sheep
It’s all that you do
You lie to yourself
Blaming me is not new.

Your existence is fake
You look just like them

You pretend you are better
But really it’s grim
It’s sad you don’t stand out,
all you do is blend in.

White sheep, white sheep
predictable
Weak as tin
I’m steel wool
You’ll try to stop me
I’m strong
I’ll persist again

White Sheep


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Scapegoat
I’m your escape boat
dump blame and discard me

if you look closely
You’d see it’s really not me

Your mind is creating a false reality
To run from the hard you create duality

One is the truth
The other is a lie

The scapegoat
Is an escape boat
You create an alibi

Not ready to face the truth
You put falsehood on me

think it’s the easy road
it’s not easy for me

How do I escape
this escape boat
Do I sink the whole thing?

I’ll scrap it, not sell it
It’s a false reality

Who becomes the scapegoat
Is told to take the blame

Not this escape boat,
I refuse all the shame

You pilled all this baggage
Onto my back

But I’ll drop it
It’s not mine
At the head of the path

Escape Goat

Take some gas
Pour it on

Different day
Same old song

Make me doubt
You’ll try to do

When I remember
things you say and do

You said it once
Said it a million
Said twice
Make that a billion

Playing games that
You think you’re good at
One die is cracked
The deck is stacked

Some will see
You draw the same every time
but it’s easy to look away,
And believe the lie

What is this game?
There’s too much going on
Same old you
Same old song

Emotional torture
This game is too real
I’m not playing now
I refuse to feel

Make me doubt
You’ll try to do
Same old game
Same old you

I knew this outcome
I see the plays
It’s taking years
They don’t see your display

You manipulate the facts
This game isn’t real
The pieces are all pawns
Except me, I feel.

This game is a mess
It doesn’t make sense
Created to confuse
It’s your best defense.

This queen is walking
The king is glued

I’m not in this game
It looks like it’s just you.

Queen's Game

Black sheep, black sheep
What’s wrong with your wool
Nothing is wrong
I see you’re the troll

I like your clothing
I made you feel gray
I thought it was black
I told everyone, anyway

It’s black, you were right
Now I like it that way
Not even close
to looking like you
Today or any day.

white and pristine, I see dirty spots
white is the absence of color
Black is surely not

Black has color,
So much color you see
Black is worn by authority

Don’t worry, I’m not the judge.
Too busy being me
I’ll proudly own black sheep
of this so-called family

Black sheep are strong
Black sheep aren’t weak
Black sheep are different
They have individuality

Black sheep speak up
Black sheep aren’t quiet
Black sheep are sacrificed
By family who deny it

I don’t need a flock, I’m free
My wool is so dark
There’s no killing the truth
Or dye to hide me

I’m true to myself
And true to the cause
Some hate the truth
and make their own laws

White sheep, white sheep
It’s all that you do
You lie to yourself
Blaming me is not new.

Your existence is fake
You look just like them

You pretend you are better
But really it’s grim
It’s sad you don’t stand out,
all you do is blend in.

White sheep, white sheep
predictable
Weak as tin
I’m steel wool
You’ll try to stop me
I’m strong
I’ll persist again

White Sheep

Twist it
Turn it
Get it down
You’re the hottest thing in town

Put your hands up in the air
Everyone’s staring
You don’t care

Move your body
happiness to share
Be free, be wild
everywhere

Feel the tingle, feel the joy
It’s all about you
you aren’t their toy

You are yours for you to keep

Feel it
Be it
To the beat
Dance in the shower
Dance in the street

Take your dance shoes everywhere
Move your body like you just don’t care

Feel it in your toes
Feel it in your soul
It’s a dual deliciousness
everyone should know

Don’t have rhythm, don't have moves
Doesn’t matter, just feel your own grove


Everyone is staring
you’re going to be coy

Joy is dancing
Dancing is joy

Be Free

Also

There was that one thing you said
And the time you made me red

you were rude and sharp and mean
It seems that there’s no in between

What you DO is what you are
Words are words they don't go far

With that there is an exception
Words for weapons makes you less than

I need more and deserve it too
Why am I giving time to you

Is it learned from birth, or born?
Burn it, break it, it is torn

Now I know it’s you not me
Dug too deep for you to see

You are shallow, weak that’s fair
I can scream that anywhere

Yelling truths is not disservice
It’s what you didn’t, so you deserve it.

Want me quiet, meek, and small
I will shout it, I am tall.

Tall Truths

I’m so glad I didn’t wait
Birthing young
Some do it late
Never did I hesitate

Slamming doors of different houses
Comparing myself to other spouses
Sometimes wondering where I went
But feeling grounded
And often spent

Always trying to do too much
Wasn’t one to go to lunch
Never joined the mommy groups
Barely time to heat up soup

Rarely time for me to spare
Matching socks, chores everywhere

Sometimes I would talk too much
On those nights I got in touch
I used to be the social one
Then my kids became my fun

My babies are my everything
Still the best I did with me

Now they’re grown and on their way
I always knew I’d get this day
To find more time for me again
To remember I’m my own best friend
Still their mama to the end

Time to think and play and doddle
No more babies to hold and swaddle
Now I look at them, and me
In a way, we’re all babies

Time for freedom, now it’s come
I know it’s not for everyone
Even on days I’d come undone
Still
My best adventure while being young

Baby Mama

My Time

Push
Pull
Fast
Slow
Which way is this going to go?

Kind
Mean
Red
Green
Which way is this going to go?

Nobody seems to know.

Smart
Dumb
Hot
Numb

Which way is this going to go?

Vibrations are going to sync
And then we won’t need to think
about which way this is going to go

Some things just show themselves
Then they’ll come off the shelf
And we’ll see where this is going to go.

Kind of fun not to know
Keeps my ducks all in a row
But they’ll get picked up if it goes too slow

Which way is this going to go?

you better show your best face
And keep up a good pace
If you want to see where this might go

It’s probably all in the plan
Throw me off so I take all I can
Keep me guessing so I’m occupied
And I don’t give another my time

I know this is nothing you owe
Sooner than later
I’d like to see

where this is going to go.

My Time

Social butterfly
With anxiety

Love people
But they scare me

Look at me, I'm beautiful
I'll be company for hours, never dull

Don't stare, I feel shy
A rarity to even say hi

Love talking
But not in crowds

Love attention
But not when it's too loud

True connection is my peak
Weather talk is where I'm weak
It's the butterfly effect
Just be, don’t predict

I have wings
but don’t always use them
Resting on your hand
Don't abuse them

I use my feet to taste, you'd never know
If you give them time to settle
into simple sweetness
Complexity will show

Butterfly kisses are the best kind to get
They are strong, but they are soft
a rare flutter of anxious

Their wings are transparent,many scales,nothing to hide
They’ll show you who they are
and how high they can fly
One flower at a time, they'll savor who you are inside.

Anxious Butterfly

My Uploads

Scapegoat
I’m your escape boat
dump blame and discard me

if you look closely
You’d see it’s really not me

Your mind is creating a false reality
To run from the hard you create duality

One is the truth
The other is a lie

The scapegoat
Is an escape boat
You create an alibi

Not ready to face the truth
You put falsehood on me

think it’s the easy road
it’s not easy for me

How do I escape
this escape boat
Do I sink the whole thing?

I’ll scrap it, not sell it
It’s a false reality

Who becomes the scapegoat
Is told to take the blame

Not this escape boat,
I refuse all the shame

You pilled all this baggage
Onto my back

But I’ll drop it
It’s not mine
At the head of the path

Escape Goat

Take some gas
Pour it on

Different day
Same old song

Make me doubt
You’ll try to do

When I remember
things you say and do

You said it once
Said it a million
Said twice
Make that a billion

Playing games that
You think you’re good at
One die is cracked
The deck is stacked

Some will see
You draw the same every time
but it’s easy to look away,
And believe the lie

What is this game?
There’s too much going on
Same old you
Same old song

Emotional torture
This game is too real
I’m not playing now
I refuse to feel

Make me doubt
You’ll try to do
Same old game
Same old you

I knew this outcome
I see the plays
It’s taking years
They don’t see your display

You manipulate the facts
This game isn’t real
The pieces are all pawns
Except me, I feel.

This game is a mess
It doesn’t make sense
Created to confuse
It’s your best defense.

This queen is walking
The king is glued

I’m not in this game
It looks like it’s just you.

Queen's Game

Black sheep, black sheep
What’s wrong with your wool
Nothing is wrong
I see you’re the troll

I like your clothing
I made you feel gray
I thought it was black
I told everyone, anyway

It’s black, you were right
Now I like it that way
Not even close
to looking like you
Today or any day.

white and pristine, I see dirty spots
white is the absence of color
Black is surely not

Black has color,
So much color you see
Black is worn by authority

Don’t worry, I’m not the judge.
Too busy being me
I’ll proudly own black sheep
of this so-called family

Black sheep are strong
Black sheep aren’t weak
Black sheep are different
They have individuality

Black sheep speak up
Black sheep aren’t quiet
Black sheep are sacrificed
By family who deny it

I don’t need a flock, I’m free
My wool is so dark
There’s no killing the truth
Or dye to hide me

I’m true to myself
And true to the cause
Some hate the truth
and make their own laws

White sheep, white sheep
It’s all that you do
You lie to yourself
Blaming me is not new.

Your existence is fake
You look just like them

You pretend you are better
But really it’s grim
It’s sad you don’t stand out,
all you do is blend in.

White sheep, white sheep
predictable
Weak as tin
I’m steel wool
You’ll try to stop me
I’m strong
I’ll persist again

White Sheep

Twist it
Turn it
Get it down
You’re the hottest thing in town

Put your hands up in the air
Everyone’s staring
You don’t care

Move your body
happiness to share
Be free, be wild
everywhere

Feel the tingle, feel the joy
It’s all about you
you aren’t their toy

You are yours for you to keep

Feel it
Be it
To the beat
Dance in the shower
Dance in the street

Take your dance shoes everywhere
Move your body like you just don’t care

Feel it in your toes
Feel it in your soul
It’s a dual deliciousness
everyone should know

Don’t have rhythm, don't have moves
Doesn’t matter, just feel your own grove


Everyone is staring
you’re going to be coy

Joy is dancing
Dancing is joy

Be Free

Also

There was that one thing you said
And the time you made me red

you were rude and sharp and mean
It seems that there’s no in between

What you DO is what you are
Words are words they don't go far

With that there is an exception
Words for weapons makes you less than

I need more and deserve it too
Why am I giving time to you

Is it learned from birth, or born?
Burn it, break it, it is torn

Now I know it’s you not me
Dug too deep for you to see

You are shallow, weak that’s fair
I can scream that anywhere

Yelling truths is not disservice
It’s what you didn’t, so you deserve it.

Want me quiet, meek, and small
I will shout it, I am tall.

Tall Truths

I’m so glad I didn’t wait
Birthing young
Some do it late
Never did I hesitate

Slamming doors of different houses
Comparing myself to other spouses
Sometimes wondering where I went
But feeling grounded
And often spent

Always trying to do too much
Wasn’t one to go to lunch
Never joined the mommy groups
Barely time to heat up soup

Rarely time for me to spare
Matching socks, chores everywhere

Sometimes I would talk too much
On those nights I got in touch
I used to be the social one
Then my kids became my fun

My babies are my everything
Still the best I did with me

Now they’re grown and on their way
I always knew I’d get this day
To find more time for me again
To remember I’m my own best friend
Still their mama to the end

Time to think and play and doddle
No more babies to hold and swaddle
Now I look at them, and me
In a way, we’re all babies

Time for freedom, now it’s come
I know it’s not for everyone
Even on days I’d come undone
Still
My best adventure while being young

Baby Mama


About Me

Bio

I love to play with words. Most of these songs are a mashup of my subconscious spilling out and not necessarily about myself or any one person. I consider them relatable.

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