written by: Cassondra kay white

I  Refuse



i refuse to let you mis-use,mistreat the sounds of my heart beat.

like walking on a old wooden floor i can hear the wood creek

like breaking a glass vase

shatterd piesces scatters all over the place

i can no longer see clear face but can hear my heart race

i refuse

i refuse to let you mis-use our pre-kings and queens

opening their eyes to false dreams

breaking bones and thrones making it hard for them to grow

almost like your the devil trying to steal their innocents souls

making it hard for them to reach goals

making them fear man now thats just old

i refuse

to be dis-owned treating i like a woman scowned 

your kind is frowned upon like a blood thirsty wolf that

only comes out in dawn

i refuse