To my abusers: I forgive you.

One fleece down, one to go.

I close my eyes
and I can see a better day.
I close my eyes
and pray

You can tell black artists are front and centre when Usher discovers and launches Justin Bieber.

We put ourselves through hell and that is hell.

How can you stand without a spine ? Turn your fucking back on me ? Yet I will walk away with a smile. You will become my newest creation. So where has all of this gotten you ? With a blade to your throat. I can smell the fear on you. I will wipe you clean from my memory. You cry out and tremble before me. So prepare to meet your fucking maker. So put your mouth to the curb. Now you're going to be famous