As I sit and ponder a life that was intended for me, they even call it your destiny...
a book it which they already wrote for me, the pages of my life..
I question this book that was already wrote, what the fuck was they thinking when they wrote mine out...
Was there a bigger plan that was In disguise or was it simply a sentence that was handed down to me ..
Did they know something that I have been missing or did they have them selves a fucken laugh..
I think it was the latter, I think the laughed the whole time they wrote my shitty book all I can say is the laugh is on them because I kicked that books ass..
I have stood and took every twist and turn and never gave it freely to them and when it was through I was still standing there alone with my head just as high as it was before that twist approached me...
I still walked with pride a lesson
learned every time a life's lesson was thrown at me, there was no walking in shame there was no running away all of them times I thought I ditched out on one of them times, I was wrong I stood and took what was in front of me and when the air cleared I hid myself away..
all the times I thought I had failed, was nothing like the picture showed now I know what was so blindly missed now I know what I didn't before...
It's not the victory in which you count it's the lesson in which you learn that makes you who you are, that determines if you pass or fail..
So who ever wrote that shitty book for me, whoever had their laugh, you can now swallow your tongue and eat your words, now you can finish writing my book for me...
This time I would like to add that I was woman who stood proud who never backed down...
I am the woman that will stand and take
whatever you try and throw, I am the woman full of knowledge from all the dam lesson she had to learn just to make it through...
she will remain the woman who will take all you have all she needs to take just to survive a life that as shitty as the one y'all wrote..
making me a bitch without a break never giving me one good thing...
y'all wrote all this in my shitty book you call my shitty life, but in the end of my story don't you forget to write that the one that wrote this book for me was the one that lost the war I beat the shit of all of you on the walk through a book that was intended to torture a soul and a energy..
I never meant no harm never had one single bad intent for no one and always protected what was right and was their warrior to now yalk can put that in my shitty book you call my life now the laugh is on yall shitty people that wrote my life for me...
Angela Oaks
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