Things to me just aren't the same.
I find myself looking for someone to blame.
It's took years for me to open my eyes.
Now I see threw all the games and lies.
People underestimate me in so many ways.
You gotta remember I was raised by the old school days.
I destroyed so many and so much that I didn't see.
Few I apologize to, the rest shouldn't have fucked wit me.
I thought I knew about life at an early age.
Wish I knew then i would be fighting for minimum wage.
They say you learn to pick your battles and to forgive and let go.
But it's like no one around me has learned that though.
So I have tried and tried to change myself and my life.
I have experienced almost everything you can including being a wife.
But long story short he screwed me over and took my daughters.
I got one back now and fighting for the two others.
I guess the moral of this poem I've wrote.
Is don't grow up to fast and don't let anyone take advantage of you.
Cause you will end up like me, with trust issues, broken dreams that's constantly floating leaving me not knowing what to do....
©cheyanne
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