Told You So!

 You'll end up in prison.

That's where she's heading,
Good for nothing,
Always in trouble,
Baa Baa Black sheep,
Punished,
But done nothin'
All the nothings are exasperated,
The wrongs,
Exaggerated,
Blown up,
Into a shit storm,
Branded.
From birth,
Bad to the bone.
Labeled. Stamped.
So much so,
They cant let it go -
They won't let it go.
Corruption, we'd call it -
Nature vs Nuture,
Trapped in the system,
Of negative behaviour,
Going out of their way,
To trip you up.
When you were in the lead,
Jumping hurdles,
Didn't give up,
Despite the,
Baa Baa Black sheep,
Of the family,
Ties,
Genetics that straggle you,
Wreck your insides.
Stood, in your eye lines,
Judging,
Piping up when it suits them,
Not to cheer you on,
Of course,
But to pull you down from your roots,
To string you up,
With the laces of your hard working boots.
To seek revenge,
No! Not revenge,
Just,
Proving a point,
A self fulfilling prophecy,
That you've heard,
Repeated since the day you were born.
Baba Baa Black Sheep,
Have you any soul?
Yes Sir, Yes Sir,
And you know....
It's better off alone!