The Ballad of Ashley [Too Mature For SSC7, UK]

There once was a girl named Ashley She couldn't sing or dance or do damn near anything She sat at home all day because her messed up brain made noises she could not escape Then came the voices in her head, and visions had her burning scared Thinkin' its all good yeah turning heads when they don't know how much it hurts inside she said One day I'll make something of myself, She spoke in soft tones to her mirror self Wondering where all the time went, as she sat alone waiting for the day to come where she'd actually act on the things she set, And all the challenges in her head get bigger and bigger till their larger than the biggest of her dreams, She just wants to be seen, to be more thanwot people see Not squashed by in hee bish ins, in ree pressed memmor reez Cor Zeen Dee pression til Cor wreck shin seems impossible to wee Venn dream about so joke about how much you've got it MADE When Sue No is thee own lee thing you have outside your PAIN Compose yourself and calmdown, this carnt be helped from outside How else do you expect tooresst head down, doubt time waits for no gal or guy and Too Retts will make sure i live without life Feeling always someone else these thoughts feel never mine but nevermind I'm just eck ziss ting What would it take to pack this thing in, Forget the trauma that led me to this stoic state of beeng To walk completely new paths and bee come Deja Vu free? And just cries herself to sleep, until her head explodes with creeps, And ghosts who haunt her from her past and feel them on her skin until She just starts scratching, the surface only bleeding when she really feels unclean Hearless bile spilling over and the darkness in her genes, The ones that stopped herfrom a chee ving, All her hopes since seven teen! She just sits there, on the bathroom floor in silence, the only source of sound the dripping water from the for Sit which she can't find the energy, to get up and turn off properly, plus the light is off it's way past night and in this dark she might be sat on enny where, its not like enny wunn cares, her mums asleep and she's been distant lately from her family her sisters left with no idea she's sat down there just thinking in her head a bout not being here or even her or anyone at all, sometimes its like she's less than human to herself she thinks she's taking punishment for past transgressions pardon coming never while she parleys with her demons like for once just let me sleep cuz when she dreams she isn't her she isn't any thing at all, she sees third person view when she ain't conscious of her soul, I guess she hates herself as much as she thinks her devils do. To think it couldn't get worse, Like Her My yenny Granger Those were cat hairs she pulled off of Millicent Bull Strode's Robes And started meow wing inno sently at first, as it own lee came in bursts, Jent lee But then came all the words, and now she cannot leave, her house for fear of hurt Ting herself or others careless ticks her thoughts and her entwined as one like lovers A few years later Once the dust had settled on her mental fever She got used to the cage that used to be her enslaver Found a way to diss engage with the pain that killed her As her relation ships with all her friends and neighbours Forgotten barely saw them any more, learned internally there's nothing but pain outside those doors And hating herself for it, Saw her own weakness as it gnawed inside at her like a para site so she became someone else Someone at last she thought she could like, then by a chance miracle she met a man who grew to become every thing in her life And then Sue No gave her the voice that she needs, far too late the damage done, All the people here no clue what they about to meet Aang Zaiyet tee gone gave birth to Sadie Jade and once Vee four and four point five came she began to breathe steam The General, The Gadget tear yeah in comes Meow Zee Then came the discord built from order inside the com you ni tee She goes and starts a war, born from trauma of the industry Before she knew it she was making enemies, just like the old days Her ego was just insane as deranged as she was The monster they'd made her Aang Zaiyet tee gone gave birth to Sadie Jade and once Vee four and four point five came she began to breathe steam The General, The Gadget tear yeah in comes Meow Zee Because she's all about lyrical diction Overflowing with gens until it became an a dick shin Until meow zee gets no likes no more pro seeds to have a cuh nip shin Free kin nowt in the general like hide quick the general comin out used the help me ticket all to ask the wood house bot, yo why the meow fell off... Like anyone but me gone sort this out, Because she's all about lyrical diction Overflowing with gens until it became an a dick shin Until meow zee gets no likes no more pro seeds to have a cuh nip shin Free kin nowt in the general like hide quick the general comin out used the help me ticket all to ask the wood house bot, yo why the meow fell off... Like anyone but me gone sort this out, Until my chest hurts, and then my eyes get heavy, eventually i'm sure I'll just pass out Just keep writing down your thoughts, until your pen reflects the drips that slip out from beneath your heart and soul the one you sold so you won't feel the pain you hold, replaced with silly cone and wires intercepting thee yay orta lest I really feel what I yourta Until the ink runs dry and you can look upon the page and be like ahh that'll do I guess This ain't a cage it ain't a prison it's an open air assortment of assaults against a girl that grew too much and bared too much and lived too much and died too much went through too much and cared too much was dared too much until she said too much now sad too much and writes too much let alone talks too much and runs her mouth too much and runs too much gives up too much in debt too much, breathed too much suffer Kate's too much and suffered too much and such and such its all too much its all too much its all too much its all too much