Oppressed!

She’s dating a security

A man with high insecurities

Her hand is guarded all the time,

By a muscle hand,

She dances to his music, a bitter band

No friends, isolated from logic

She hardly reasons

She’s in multiple prisons

Her conscious mind depressed

Even the subconscious is repressed

She’s oppressed,

She’s dating a security

A man with high insecurities

Her phone is theirs

Her personal computer has lost the name “personal”

The only thing that’s personal is her dreams during sleep

But even those are cut short

She wakes up to a angry voice

A voice asking, “who the hell is “Marcus?”

Who on earth is david?

And what clients, since when do you have clients?”

The poor young woman is illiterate

She was trying to write Makro,

And auto correct just spoil everything

I mean could she date a warehouse,

She only calls to ask about deliveries

David is auto corrected from DVD

She took it for repair, stored numbers for collection

As for the “clients”

Now that shit is crazy

They are insured with clientele

There he was thinking this “Madafaken Woman, I’ll kill her”

She was about to explain when she got a hard slap

She was manhandled out of bed

A raging voice “bitch don you dare lie to me”

Words curl themselves in her mouth scared to come out

Next thing there were punches, kicks

A very heartbreaking cry “baby I’m sorry”

Apologizing for nothing,

She did nothing, nothing wrong at all

She’s dating a security

A man with high insecurities

He bought her gifts

Making her forgive and forget

Abused then amused

She’s Oppressed!