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Tired and worn out, I strap up my Pointe shoes and stretch Feet bleeding Face dripping with sweat Pirouettes and fetes back to back to back Nothing stops me Not even the fact that I just heard my knee crack Leap after leap after leap Soaring in the air, I do not feel the ache in my feet Part One is done On to the next Hip Hop My favorite type of dance Sports bra, 23's, Sweats Warm up vibe session since I'm already stretched Music pumps through my soul I feel it vibrate through my soul My feet glide across the floor as I release the fire within Left foot, then right Body takes flight Time stops and the Earth stops its ongoing rotation I glide and move replaying each and every tear, argument, and moments of frustration I dance every moment of everyday I dance to make the pain go away Dance to the rhythm of the African Drum Dance to the rhythm of the bass in my favorite song Dance to the pulse, to the heartbeat of my baby girl, my little one Dance because its all I know Dance until the tears, pain and heartache cease to flow...

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Sep 3, 2014

Sep 3, 2014 at 11:04 PM UTC

Dance

Tired and worn out, I strap up my Pointe shoes and stretch Feet bleeding Face dripping with sweat Pirouettes and fetes back to back to back Nothing stops me Not even the fact that I just heard my knee crack Leap after leap after leap Soaring in the air, I do not feel the ache in my feet Part One is done On to the next Hip Hop My favorite type of dance Sports bra, 23's, Sweats Warm up vibe session since I'm already stretched Music pumps through my soul I feel it vibrate through my soul My feet glide across the floor as I release the fire within Left foot, then right Body takes flight Time stops and the Earth stops its ongoing rotation I glide and move replaying each and every tear, argument, and moments of frustration I dance every moment of everyday I dance to make the pain go away Dance to the rhythm of the African Drum Dance to the rhythm of the bass in my favorite song Dance to the pulse, to the heartbeat of my baby girl, my little one Dance because its all I know Dance until the tears, pain and heartache cease to flow...

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From the crown of my head to the sole of my feet There are only 10 things that I love about me One I have beautiful dark brown eyes that hide my pain from the revealing glow of the sun Two I have very small ears that have heard too much gossip about me from you Three My lips are full and soft and they will never again speak lies and deceit Four I have a billion dollar mega watt smile that I absolutely adore Five My abs are rock hard but they didn’t come easy. Lots of hard work over a period of time Six There is a curve in the center of my back that gives a perfect arch but when certain people touch me there, I feel sick Seven I have two small but defined back dimples. If you touch me there, I’m guaranteed to be leaven Eight I have long golden brown legs that should’ve learned the concept of wait Nine My feet are very smooth. The nail salon people can’t say anything negative about mine. Ten My toes are pretty and nicely manicured. I don’t like to have dry gross feet or nasty looking skin. These are the things that I love above myself The End.

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Sep 3, 2014

Sep 3, 2014 at 11:00 PM UTC

Featured Features

From the crown of my head to the sole of my feet There are only 10 things that I love about me One I have beautiful dark brown eyes that hide my pain from the revealing glow of the sun Two I have very small ears that have heard too much gossip about me from you Three My lips are full and soft and they will never again speak lies and deceit Four I have a billion dollar mega watt smile that I absolutely adore Five My abs are rock hard but they didn’t come easy. Lots of hard work over a period of time Six There is a curve in the center of my back that gives a perfect arch but when certain people touch me there, I feel sick Seven I have two small but defined back dimples. If you touch me there, I’m guaranteed to be leaven Eight I have long golden brown legs that should’ve learned the concept of wait Nine My feet are very smooth. The nail salon people can’t say anything negative about mine. Ten My toes are pretty and nicely manicured. I don’t like to have dry gross feet or nasty looking skin. These are the things that I love above myself The End.

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My dark skin doesn’t make me inadequate I have thick, curly hair No... You can’t touch it And I really wish you wouldn’t stare I can’t fit size 2 jeans I can’t wear skirts that are so short That you can almost see underneath My eyes aren’t green or blue That doesn’t mean that I can’t clearly see you My legs aren’t model long My ***** aren’t super small My lips aren’t paper thin My **** is not pancake flat I don’t pay attention to how many carbs I eat But that doesn’t mean I'm fat It would be nice if you could refer to me as a person, an actual human being Stop saying *** Look at that!” My skin isn’t perfect My face isn’t pimple free Stop looking at my skin Try getting to know the girl within

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Sep 3, 2014

Sep 3, 2014 at 10:58 PM UTC

Black Girl

My dark skin doesn’t make me inadequate I have thick, curly hair No... You can’t touch it And I really wish you wouldn’t stare I can’t fit size 2 jeans I can’t wear skirts that are so short That you can almost see underneath My eyes aren’t green or blue That doesn’t mean that I can’t clearly see you My legs aren’t model long My ***** aren’t super small My lips aren’t paper thin My **** is not pancake flat I don’t pay attention to how many carbs I eat But that doesn’t mean I'm fat It would be nice if you could refer to me as a person, an actual human being Stop saying *** Look at that!” My skin isn’t perfect My face isn’t pimple free Stop looking at my skin Try getting to know the girl within

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v.t: to fail to fulfill the expectation, hope, or desire of; to prevent the fulfillment of (a hope or plan); frustrate A God given angel A woman of success A calming spirit A woman of wisdom Who seems to easily disintegrate my stress A role model in my life A motherly figure Once a wife What I see in her is what I dream for myself No she isn't perfect but she was right "Get your sh..stuff together! Not for me, or anyone else. Do it for yourself!" Problem is... I don't know how to do that type of **** I cant even put 2 and 2 together But that aint a shocker I've never been a math wiz Spiraled out of control once before But somehow I sorta cleaned it up At least enough to pick my face up off the floor God sent me a blessing But all I seem to do is keep stressing Her completely out The frustration in her voice is so real to me I know Im in for it When she starts the "Y'all young people......." speech She's hard on me and she keeps it real What she says, especially in her anger and frustration, I feel "I just want the best for you" "Mind Over Matter" "Your life is depending on you and the things you do" When she goes into her mother mode Sometimes, I am annoyed But at least she's not distant Like my mother Who in some areas, gave up on me a long time ago Im not the best kid But Im working on it, I have to Daddy never did I love her because she is trying I love her because she doesn't tell me what I want to her She tells me what I need to hear Stuff she doesn't know that will hit home on the inside She doesn't know her role She's unsure of her place Im usually pretty bold, the type to be in your face But in her case, I don't say what I need to say You don't have a specific place or spot For me you fit the role of a mentor, a mother, an aunt Maybe one day, I'll actually make you proud Not sure when that will happen but definitely at some point I love you with all my heart Im sorry to disappoint

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Sep 3, 2014

Sep 3, 2014 at 10:57 PM UTC

Disappoint

v.t: to fail to fulfill the expectation, hope, or desire of; to prevent the fulfillment of (a hope or plan); frustrate A God given angel A woman of success A calming spirit A woman of wisdom Who seems to easily disintegrate my stress A role model in my life A motherly figure Once a wife What I see in her is what I dream for myself No she isn't perfect but she was right "Get your sh..stuff together! Not for me, or anyone else. Do it for yourself!" Problem is... I don't know how to do that type of **** I cant even put 2 and 2 together But that aint a shocker I've never been a math wiz Spiraled out of control once before But somehow I sorta cleaned it up At least enough to pick my face up off the floor God sent me a blessing But all I seem to do is keep stressing Her completely out The frustration in her voice is so real to me I know Im in for it When she starts the "Y'all young people......." speech She's hard on me and she keeps it real What she says, especially in her anger and frustration, I feel "I just want the best for you" "Mind Over Matter" "Your life is depending on you and the things you do" When she goes into her mother mode Sometimes, I am annoyed But at least she's not distant Like my mother Who in some areas, gave up on me a long time ago Im not the best kid But Im working on it, I have to Daddy never did I love her because she is trying I love her because she doesn't tell me what I want to her She tells me what I need to hear Stuff she doesn't know that will hit home on the inside She doesn't know her role She's unsure of her place Im usually pretty bold, the type to be in your face But in her case, I don't say what I need to say You don't have a specific place or spot For me you fit the role of a mentor, a mother, an aunt Maybe one day, I'll actually make you proud Not sure when that will happen but definitely at some point I love you with all my heart Im sorry to disappoint

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Anger shoots through my veins like ****** My blood boils at a temperature my body can't handle Unfocused Unable to think or comprehend Switchblade savior etching death in my wrist Imagining it's not real As I watch evidence spill into my hand Fear, Hate, Betrayal, Anguish Starved by a metallic holy ghost fulfilling a death wish Hot black liquid seeps out of my skin Running cold as it collides with oxygen Evidence of darkness Emptiness within Panic sets in when I catch a glimpse of reality Ambulance, emergency room, panic as the doctor tries to put the blackness back inside of me Saving me from a sacriligeous religion That rescued me from heartache and pain in the beginning The same switchblade deathtrap Ready to smite my blasphemy and despair Faithfully reciting the same galvanized prayer

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Sep 3, 2014

Sep 3, 2014 at 10:56 PM UTC

Untitled

Anger shoots through my veins like ****** My blood boils at a temperature my body can't handle Unfocused Unable to think or comprehend Switchblade savior etching death in my wrist Imagining it's not real As I watch evidence spill into my hand Fear, Hate, Betrayal, Anguish Starved by a metallic holy ghost fulfilling a death wish Hot black liquid seeps out of my skin Running cold as it collides with oxygen Evidence of darkness Emptiness within Panic sets in when I catch a glimpse of reality Ambulance, emergency room, panic as the doctor tries to put the blackness back inside of me Saving me from a sacriligeous religion That rescued me from heartache and pain in the beginning The same switchblade deathtrap Ready to smite my blasphemy and despair Faithfully reciting the same galvanized prayer

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Life charges at me, full speed Like an eagle, I spread my wings Soaring above everyone and everything Flying through haters and negativity Pumping out positivity “Keep your head up kid” Grateful that someone speaks life into me Daddy denied my existence Had a rough beginning I can testify to the struggle Dived head first into deep end Sinking because I could not swim Death was imminent I wish God would've ended it Lord knows I tried hard to take myself out But God has a purpose for my life Just haven't figured it out I will soar and spread my wings “Drop down and get your eagle on” No, that is no longer my thing I will stand up and do what is right I will charge forward Make something out of my life “Keep your head up kid” #DAMNRIGHT P.S.- To all those people who tried to tear me down, catch ya on the flip side! ***PEACE AND MANY BLESSINGS! ***

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Sep 3, 2014

Sep 3, 2014 at 10:53 PM UTC

Eagle

Life charges at me, full speed Like an eagle, I spread my wings Soaring above everyone and everything Flying through haters and negativity Pumping out positivity “Keep your head up kid” Grateful that someone speaks life into me Daddy denied my existence Had a rough beginning I can testify to the struggle Dived head first into deep end Sinking because I could not swim Death was imminent I wish God would've ended it Lord knows I tried hard to take myself out But God has a purpose for my life Just haven't figured it out I will soar and spread my wings “Drop down and get your eagle on” No, that is no longer my thing I will stand up and do what is right I will charge forward Make something out of my life “Keep your head up kid” #DAMNRIGHT P.S.- To all those people who tried to tear me down, catch ya on the flip side! ***PEACE AND MANY BLESSINGS! ***

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My soul is free like a butterfly Flapping its wings in the clear blue sky Head is clear Lots of room and space to create Opportunities lay clear in my path I choose the road less traveled by Racing toward my future Stitching the pieces together like my favorite craft There’s always a roadblock disturbing my flow Constantly recounting Constantly redoing Ready to sew up any cuts, rips, tears from any major blow Running steady but quickly picking up the pace Breeze cool Sun in my face Turn to the left Swerve right… Don’t hit that tree!!! Make a right at the light. Red means stop Green means go Yellow means slow down and decide which way to go Running to fast Blowing through traffic signs It’s a dead end coming up ahead Going to fast to make up my mind CRASH!!! Life shattered into tiny little pieces Glass is everywhere…. Everything is a mess My hopes and dreams have turned into despair Trying to pick up the pieces off the ground My fingers are slicing from trying to gather the glass mound My feet are planted in the ground I can’t move…I’m stuck Waiting to be found Alive… Breathing… Thump…Thump…Thump…Heart Beating… Blood Streaming… The air reeks of failure The ground cringes at my presence RUMBLE!!! My feet planted like a tree The roots uprooting underneath me CRACK!!! BOOM!!! Branches falling Leaves cascading down all around me My future is tarnished No money… wages garnished My soul is bleeding like a dead squirrel in the street My heart aches… No butterfly wings to fly me away Battered and torn Raggedy Worn Head held down I can’t make a sound Drowning and I can’t breathe Weight of the world pushing me down Further and further Vision blurring… I can’t see My mind captured My soul no longer free Nothing left to define me Butterflies take flight I have no strength to continue this fight

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Mar 4, 2014

Mar 4, 2014 at 10:41 AM UTC

Breaking Point

My soul is free like a butterfly Flapping its wings in the clear blue sky Head is clear Lots of room and space to create Opportunities lay clear in my path I choose the road less traveled by Racing toward my future Stitching the pieces together like my favorite craft There’s always a roadblock disturbing my flow Constantly recounting Constantly redoing Ready to sew up any cuts, rips, tears from any major blow Running steady but quickly picking up the pace Breeze cool Sun in my face Turn to the left Swerve right… Don’t hit that tree!!! Make a right at the light. Red means stop Green means go Yellow means slow down and decide which way to go Running to fast Blowing through traffic signs It’s a dead end coming up ahead Going to fast to make up my mind CRASH!!! Life shattered into tiny little pieces Glass is everywhere…. Everything is a mess My hopes and dreams have turned into despair Trying to pick up the pieces off the ground My fingers are slicing from trying to gather the glass mound My feet are planted in the ground I can’t move…I’m stuck Waiting to be found Alive… Breathing… Thump…Thump…Thump…Heart Beating… Blood Streaming… The air reeks of failure The ground cringes at my presence RUMBLE!!! My feet planted like a tree The roots uprooting underneath me CRACK!!! BOOM!!! Branches falling Leaves cascading down all around me My future is tarnished No money… wages garnished My soul is bleeding like a dead squirrel in the street My heart aches… No butterfly wings to fly me away Battered and torn Raggedy Worn Head held down I can’t make a sound Drowning and I can’t breathe Weight of the world pushing me down Further and further Vision blurring… I can’t see My mind captured My soul no longer free Nothing left to define me Butterflies take flight I have no strength to continue this fight

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Panic sets in and I'm under attack Fear seeps in through the cracks Hopes and dreams fade into reality My future uncertain; not clear The panic is heavy because College is almost here I have no where to run I have no place to hide What’s done is done Responsibility is mine I'm scared and afraid My soul is fragile My world a cloudy haze The weight of the world Sits on my shoulders I can’t carry it Because I'm not as strong as a boulder Heart pumps too slow for normalcy My head light, vision blurred I can’t see anything decently The food I didn’t eat The alcohol I didn’t need to drink The drug on the inside of me Flows back up my system Panic! Panic! Panic! My body beaten and ***** My body scarred and hated My body abused Innocence gone A precious gift given away My soul driven, crashed, and trapped behind B307 bars Panic! The sickness is here Panic! My heart rate back to a fast speed The strong desire I have in me I hear the knife begging to see my skin bleed Panic! I'm slipping away Slowly taking my last breath Stomach churning Eyes burning I smell death I'm tired and I'm drained Knife to my throat I ******* up…I can’t complain I'm ready to go Panic! Panic! You can have your life back Seems like I'm taking too much of your day Yeah you’re gonna be sad and hurt But no more bills you have to incur Panic! Panic! Panic! Goodbye world… Now she’s gone ………………………………. Panic! The real question sets in… Will you miss her???

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Feb 18, 2014

Feb 18, 2014 at 9:20 PM UTC

Panic

Panic sets in and I'm under attack Fear seeps in through the cracks Hopes and dreams fade into reality My future uncertain; not clear The panic is heavy because College is almost here I have no where to run I have no place to hide What’s done is done Responsibility is mine I'm scared and afraid My soul is fragile My world a cloudy haze The weight of the world Sits on my shoulders I can’t carry it Because I'm not as strong as a boulder Heart pumps too slow for normalcy My head light, vision blurred I can’t see anything decently The food I didn’t eat The alcohol I didn’t need to drink The drug on the inside of me Flows back up my system Panic! Panic! Panic! My body beaten and ***** My body scarred and hated My body abused Innocence gone A precious gift given away My soul driven, crashed, and trapped behind B307 bars Panic! The sickness is here Panic! My heart rate back to a fast speed The strong desire I have in me I hear the knife begging to see my skin bleed Panic! I'm slipping away Slowly taking my last breath Stomach churning Eyes burning I smell death I'm tired and I'm drained Knife to my throat I ******* up…I can’t complain I'm ready to go Panic! Panic! You can have your life back Seems like I'm taking too much of your day Yeah you’re gonna be sad and hurt But no more bills you have to incur Panic! Panic! Panic! Goodbye world… Now she’s gone ………………………………. Panic! The real question sets in… Will you miss her???

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Dear Bully, Why did you hurt me? What did I do? Why did you choose me? Did I do something to you? I guess I'll never understand, things that ran through your mind, your plan. I was a weak and vulnerable little child. My innocence had already been tampered with, but when you hurt me, you just went wild. Nothing was sacred, nothing was off limits. Wherever your hands traveled was where your imagination went. The first time you hurt me, you killed that little girl inside. I was slowly dying a painful death, right in front of your eyes. You shot and killed my innocence and I've been a different person ever since. You taught me how to pretend. You taught me how to live through the hurt and the pain, instead of making it end, instead of trying to block the rain. You taught me how to hide who I used to be. You taught me that it was wrong to be okay being me. You taught me how to play my teachers, and my so called friends. Long story short, you turned me into a real bad chick. You made me someone very mean. You took away the twinkling in my eyes, my gleam. I used to a bright and beautiful soul, but you stole my light and turned me very cold. You forced me to prove my sexuality to a guy on the bathroom floor. I sold myself and my personality to become a “five minute bathroom ***** I did anything to prove to myself that I was nothing like you. Turns out that's what happened anyway, no matter how much I tried to be your exact opposite every freaking day. Its taken me years and a flash of reality for me realize that you and me are the same. Well, except for our choices on sexuality. All the things you have done, I forgive you like Jesus the Son. Guess, I'll never understand your sick and twisted plans. But Im a Christian. To forgive is to be forgiven. I don't harbor any anger. I don't harbor any hate. But that little girl you injured and shamed, she is no longer the same. She is brave and she has risen above. She has someone in her life who wont hurt her. She found Jesus, the one who showed her real love. You are not my enemy. You are not my friend. I hope you find Jesus. Someone hurt you deep within. God will take it away, but you gotta take it day by day. Trust Christ and He'll make it alright. Your Victim, Scratch That!! Your SURVIVOR!

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Feb 18, 2014

Feb 18, 2014 at 9:16 PM UTC

Letter To A Bully

Dear Bully, Why did you hurt me? What did I do? Why did you choose me? Did I do something to you? I guess I'll never understand, things that ran through your mind, your plan. I was a weak and vulnerable little child. My innocence had already been tampered with, but when you hurt me, you just went wild. Nothing was sacred, nothing was off limits. Wherever your hands traveled was where your imagination went. The first time you hurt me, you killed that little girl inside. I was slowly dying a painful death, right in front of your eyes. You shot and killed my innocence and I've been a different person ever since. You taught me how to pretend. You taught me how to live through the hurt and the pain, instead of making it end, instead of trying to block the rain. You taught me how to hide who I used to be. You taught me that it was wrong to be okay being me. You taught me how to play my teachers, and my so called friends. Long story short, you turned me into a real bad chick. You made me someone very mean. You took away the twinkling in my eyes, my gleam. I used to a bright and beautiful soul, but you stole my light and turned me very cold. You forced me to prove my sexuality to a guy on the bathroom floor. I sold myself and my personality to become a “five minute bathroom ***** I did anything to prove to myself that I was nothing like you. Turns out that's what happened anyway, no matter how much I tried to be your exact opposite every freaking day. Its taken me years and a flash of reality for me realize that you and me are the same. Well, except for our choices on sexuality. All the things you have done, I forgive you like Jesus the Son. Guess, I'll never understand your sick and twisted plans. But Im a Christian. To forgive is to be forgiven. I don't harbor any anger. I don't harbor any hate. But that little girl you injured and shamed, she is no longer the same. She is brave and she has risen above. She has someone in her life who wont hurt her. She found Jesus, the one who showed her real love. You are not my enemy. You are not my friend. I hope you find Jesus. Someone hurt you deep within. God will take it away, but you gotta take it day by day. Trust Christ and He'll make it alright. Your Victim, Scratch That!! Your SURVIVOR!

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You yell and you fuss Whether I do a lot or even if I'm not doing much Before, I talked a good game But I didn’t want anything to do with you And I don’t know if this is true But part of me felt like we were on the same page Crisis attacks And now we are forced to face the facts You didn’t know me and you never did No longer am I your sweet and innocent little kid I'm sure you went back To that place in your heart And thought that I was playing you Right from the start That “Can you be my daddy???” bit Whatcha think? Let me guesss *‘That was all a bunch of ******** Truth is, that was all legit I mean seriously, do you really think I could’ve made up a lie like that so quick? I meant it from the bottom of my heart Believe it or not When I met you, we formed a bond That no one could tear apart Now I'm trying to build something for real And all you think is ‘Girl, I know this crap ain’t real!’ I'm trying to but you don’t give me the time of day I have to seek you out Because most times, you don’t even look my way Why do I always have to be the one to say, “Hey dad!! How was your day?” Why do you always give me the same crazy behind face? Like **** I don’t want anything!! Can’t I just ask if you’re okay? I'm not asking for you to be my friend I just want us to have a good relationship Before our lives come to an end Daddy I love you And that’s real talk! Pure TRUTH!! I'm not who I used to be And you would know that if you really just talk to me I'm changing every day But you don’t see it Because you’re constantly ignoring me, right in my face I'm not trying to bash you I'm just telling it like it is Give me a second chance That’s all I ask Yeah I ******* up But if the only way that we can have a relationship Is if I literally kiss your *** You can forget it, I’ll pass I love you way too much To leave stuff jacked up between us I'm begging and pleading for you to stop and hear me out I had to find to get all this out Without me trying to scream and Having to hear you shout I'm not trying to bash you I’m just telling it like it is You’ve always wanted the truth So that’s what I just gave you Don’t get upset…. I'm just giving you the biz

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Jan 31, 2014

Jan 31, 2014 at 12:42 PM UTC

Daddy

You yell and you fuss Whether I do a lot or even if I'm not doing much Before, I talked a good game But I didn’t want anything to do with you And I don’t know if this is true But part of me felt like we were on the same page Crisis attacks And now we are forced to face the facts You didn’t know me and you never did No longer am I your sweet and innocent little kid I'm sure you went back To that place in your heart And thought that I was playing you Right from the start That “Can you be my daddy???” bit Whatcha think? Let me guesss *‘That was all a bunch of ******** Truth is, that was all legit I mean seriously, do you really think I could’ve made up a lie like that so quick? I meant it from the bottom of my heart Believe it or not When I met you, we formed a bond That no one could tear apart Now I'm trying to build something for real And all you think is ‘Girl, I know this crap ain’t real!’ I'm trying to but you don’t give me the time of day I have to seek you out Because most times, you don’t even look my way Why do I always have to be the one to say, “Hey dad!! How was your day?” Why do you always give me the same crazy behind face? Like **** I don’t want anything!! Can’t I just ask if you’re okay? I'm not asking for you to be my friend I just want us to have a good relationship Before our lives come to an end Daddy I love you And that’s real talk! Pure TRUTH!! I'm not who I used to be And you would know that if you really just talk to me I'm changing every day But you don’t see it Because you’re constantly ignoring me, right in my face I'm not trying to bash you I'm just telling it like it is Give me a second chance That’s all I ask Yeah I ******* up But if the only way that we can have a relationship Is if I literally kiss your *** You can forget it, I’ll pass I love you way too much To leave stuff jacked up between us I'm begging and pleading for you to stop and hear me out I had to find to get all this out Without me trying to scream and Having to hear you shout I'm not trying to bash you I’m just telling it like it is You’ve always wanted the truth So that’s what I just gave you Don’t get upset…. I'm just giving you the biz

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