I usually look forward to this quiet time
I like to sit back throw a beat and rhyme
But this time it feels like a crime
I'm just exhausted and I'm tryin' to climb...
But it's hard to learn with no example
Let me give you a sample
Dad was in prison and mom just decided she didn't want us anymore so she trampled our self-esteem we felt worthless and like damsels waiting to be saved
And tossed us aside like people wanna do with their problems
I hope that small sample was ample...
This is Real
This is how I feel
What's the deal
I need time to heal
But that's going like a car with no wheel
Heel to the floor
I'm not opening the door
Got no mentor
What did you leave us for
To hit that bottle? To ignore all of your problems? I get you had your own but I just don't know where you're at!
That's probably the best thing you did for me was leave!
This woman I call mom now may not have conceived me
but she damn sure didn't leave!
She was there for me!
So thank you for that, I'm still angry and mad, but don't come back!
©sebu13
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