Paint your lips into a smile
So that they don’t see your pain.
It’s unladylike to frown
And blasphemous to His Name.
You should be overwhelmed with joy
That He gave you another day!
And yet you cry like you’re going to die,
Sulking in your bitter shame.
I want to stitch your lips up to your cheeks
Your misery embarrasses me endlessly.
He has provided for you abundantly
But you whine because your sins are fathoms deep.
Obey your parents,
Though their words make you bleed.
Obey your teachers,
Though they guilt you with ease.
You deserve nothing
Just a spoiled little bitch!
You should be beaten,
Your guilt as your switch!
And yet you’re unthankful
Spoiled and ungrateful.
But God loves you anyway,
Because his love is unconditional.
About the Creator
CD Turner
I write stories and articles. Sometimes they're good.
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