I just followed along. Played along
A wife and three kids.
Hustle. Protect.
They’re the ones that need me
But do they also know I need them
The quiet, the storm, the grace, and the beauty
Those three, with her, are a reflection of me
But instead of letting them be
I thought it easier to make them be.
Everything I feared, I turned into a reality.
It’s so easy to pretend. So easy to pretend.
A lesson I taught without speaking it to them.
Run to the shower before she smells the fragrance
Change your clothes before they smell the weed
Put makeup on your neck to cover the hickey
Go to church as if nothing happened
Smile and wave, as you preach and entertain the crowd
God always forgives.
Secret lives
I see it starting in them.
Do they even know who they are?
Do I know who I am?
Not only did I destroy myself
But I also destroyed them.