Cement Pillow

Cement Pillow Blame, blame, blame makes playing life’s game so much easier to do… Shift it, change it, switch it as long as it ain’t put on you. Blame, blame, blame Mom’s the easiest target… since dad I never knew. Blame, blame, blame Let others wear the shame… As you rip a beat/ freestyle & put on a show… Convinced that such is true, that chip on his shoulder is free to grow & grow. Blame, blame, blame No! Son try a ‘lil’ Socratic Reasoning… You might find out it was truly all your own choices & actions… In reality the blame all belongs to you. Blame, blame, blame “No, no, no!” Is the retort I get… Look back in truth with that gifted brain Choosing still to refrain, cause the performance is way cooler, when one has been ripped off and beaten down by one who’s sposed to help you make gain. Blame, blame, blame “If I truthfully look back, think hard and follow the logic, I might have to accept that it was my own choices and actions…Shite! I really did create my own bed!” No worries, son, you have naught to dread... my love is unconditional and just continues to spread. Jill Spagnola