Hope…..full

“They tried to put me on the cover of Vogue,

but my pain was tooooooo strong”

Everyday is painday,

Monday Tuesday Wednesday,

despression and pain,

my tolerance level is insane

but after 4 years

I still don’t Know how to control my tears.

Trying to stay strong

but that doesn’t last long,

That’s no surprise

With a pain in this size.

Pills, Doctors and therapies

are my worst enemies,

they all do the same shit

that not even helps me a bit.

So I accept it every day,

that the pain will never go away.

-B.I

Hard feelings.

Now I’m in his bed

This moment fulfilling every dream I ever had

Cuddles, kisses and he treats me like a Mrs.

But there is no satisfaction in it

There has to be a problem with me at least a bit,

cause I thought we were the perfect fit.

Now my thoughts keep running crazy

Just like Donald Loves Daisy

and I dancing with Swazy

while smoking the blunt Bob said is hazy.

This makes no sense ?

Oh didn’t knew that, thanks.

I know I should enjoy

Not all men treat woman like a toy

But it’s so hard to believe

Because of all the pain I received.

-B.I

Point of view

So many men treating wo/men like shit

it feels like it doesn’t matter even a bit

But that isnt the bad thing about it

Its the matter of course thats the shit

Getting dickpicks without asking

Is the thing thats so blasting

Or be treated like a peace of meat

Doesn’t matter if you take a seat,

jump on the beat

or just stand on your feet.

They always find an opportunity

to catch a sight of your body heat.

Men thinking we cant see them gazing

They really think they are hazing

Their disrespect is just amazing.

Thinking we are dumb enough

To not recognise all the disgusting stuff.

Thats so unfair please remember that shit

Cause u wont be laughing about it

If that once happens to your kid

Never mind if daughter or son

They will be the burned one

It will stick to their memorys like a gum

I wonder what place you are from

there is nothing good you’ve ever done

And the world would be better when you’re gone

So go ask your mom

Where did this asshole behaviour come frome ?

What was the reason ?

Who’s fault

And what is this all about?

-B.I

hii , literally thank you so much for supporting me since the start and liking my posts and commenting , I truly appreciate it and it means a lot❤, hope you really have an amazing day!! You made my day 💕

Hiii sweetheart !!!! You are very very welcome. I just treat people the way i would like to be treated so please continue beeing so sweet and creating such beautiful art ! I love your work 🥰 and i hope you have a beautiful day too 🫶🤍 the greatest gift you can give me is your happiness ☺️🤍🤍🤍

Enough?

Can you miss something you never had

Or is it just the feeling, that makes you sad

Every time you think about

the great moments you’ve left out.

You’re saying you were too scared

And not prepared

You had Too much doubt

And Too much to care about

But that shit holds you back

And leaves u with a ship wrack

So she packed her backpack

And started trying new things

Hoping its the feeling of joy, it bings.

Step by step getting closer

But one step further and it shows her

Again the face of the clown

Making her drown

showing it all was a joke

And had nothing to do with hope

Its like the creepy box

Its not the friendly music that shocks

Its the red big smile jumping in her face

Showing her all the disgrace and the hate

Thinking its her fate

To be always late

And get the last piece from the plate

Just the feeling of not getting enough

that made her so tough.

-B.I

Reality Check

Hello again after a while

I know, such long absence is not my style

But i have so many struggles to deal with

I am praying for „its getting better“

to be no myth

So i packed up my warmest sweater

And wrote this letter

Its about feelings happy or sad

Its about the best i ever had

And all the times i got mad

Mad because i feel so empty

Like the nutella jar on day twenty

But no one is seeing

My loneliness and emptiness

Just how well i‘m being

How thin i‘m becoming

All the happiness

All the dm‘s incoming

I must be famous or something

I wish someone would look under this cover

If its my mother a brother or a lover

I just want it to be recognised

To be recognised that i‘m not doing well

and its a long way down i fell

To come for me, to love for me, to fight for me

and to never leave me

But the longer i wait the more i understand

That there will be no one coming

And it has to be me I’m counting

I have to come for me, love me, fight me, and

never ever leave me

Its like in Phantom of the Opera

„Learn to be lonely

Learn to find your way in darkness

Who will be there for you“

And i think thats true

-B.I

Lügen Labyrinth

Sommer sonne sonnenschein

Ich bin so verwirrt das kanns nicht sein

Ich will ans gute der welt glauben und meinem

instinkt vertrauen

Doch wie soll ich es durchschauen?

Bei So viel hass und von liebe kein hauch.

Aber wer sucht sich das schon aus

Es ist wie das Labyrinth und die maus

Du kommst aus dem ganzen nicht raus

Es scheint so als gäbe es einen weg

Und es kommt nur raus, wer den richtigen geht

Doch es gibt kein ende, keine lösung

Halt dich fest, schnall dich an, check die

sicherung

Denn das was ich dir jetzt sag bringt vielleicht

Verzweiflung

Die welt ist nicht fair

Ich weiss das ärgert sich sehr

Aber sie ist nicht korrekt

Und sie hilft dir nicht wenn du in der scheisse

steckst

Es gibt keine garantie

Und die liebe findest du villeicht nie

Aber sei dir eines gewiss

Es ist der glaube und der richtige biss

Der dich trägt durch all das leid

Und durch all die negative zeit.

Du fragst was ich damit mein ?

Ganz einfach, du sollst sein

Du selbst sein

Und fällst du in einen graben hinein

Dann buddel dich nicht noch weiter rein

Strebe nach dem besten in dir

Denn glaub mir…

Du bist das beste an dir.

-B.I

Satisfied ?

Now I’m in his bed

This moment fulfilling every dream I ever had

Cuddles, kisses

and he treats me like a Mrs.

But there is no satisfaction in it

There has to be a problem with me, at least a bit

cause I thought we were the perfect fit.

Now my thoughts keep running crazy

Just like Donald Loves Daisy

and I dancing with Swazy

while smoking the blunt Bob said is hazy.

This makes no sense ?

Oh didn’t knew that, thanks.

I know I should enjoy

Not all men treat woman like a toy

But it’s so hard to believe

Because of all the pain I received.

-B.I

🤍🤍🤍

i want to meet someone who makes

me feel the way music does

Checklist:

One:

always respect a caring mom

Two:

dont talk if you have no clue

Three:

be what you want your kids to be

Four:

always search for more

But five:

dont take more than you need to survive

And six:

dont use dirty tricks

Seven:

believe everyone could reach heaven

Because eight:

you don’t need to be great, straight or perfect

weight

Nine:

Treat yourself divine

Ten:

because nobody else can

-B.I