Skinned Knees

Bandana around her wrist
Shades on, but there ain't no sun
Intentions all amiss
Window shopping for a handgun

Ripped jeans display
Her skinned knees, okay
We know what it's from
We're not stunned

She prays
To see a change that won't come
He paid
For tickets with no refund
The stain
Covers a hand that went numb
While shame
Bleeds through his wasted smooth tongue

Change
Another wasted word that you say
Makes her stay
It all seems strange
You count your burns
Tell yourself that you're safe
'Cause he'll need more than faith

He sits there on the floor
Back track try to find his pain
Some trauma you ignored
Mirror talk, but its in vain
Can't seem to shake
His father's mistakes
Repeat and erase
His mother's fate

She prays
To see a change that won't come
He paid
For tickets with no refund
The stain
Covers a hand that went numb
While shame
Bleeds through his wasted smooth tongue

Change
Another wasted word that you say
Makes her stay
It all seems strange
You count your burns
Tell yourself that you're safe
'Cause he'll need more than faith



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Lorenzo Maldonado
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