Thorn

I got this thorn in my side I try but I can't get it out

Been killing me for years gone by a miserable painful bout

No matter how hard and long I try to rip at it it stays

Buried deep inside my side enduring every day

Thorn in my side

I've picked the scab a trying way a painful means to amend

Rid myself from the anguish torment that I must end

I've lived this way for years but now I gotta move on

An oozing sore needs tending to just like the thorn I adorn

Misused abused accused confused

I'm sick and tired of backwards views my soul's too tired

All black and bruised