Once

Dead beat Dads

And

Baby Momma Drama

Now

Dead beat Mothers

And

Baby Daddy Drama

I was a childTwo sistersTwo pathsAnd I chose youBut you never chose meThat was the most heartbreaking thingYou never say anythingI can’t feelOnly the sadness your silence brings.

We do it everyday

You see it in your mind

And hold

And release

The feeling

You can manifest anything

Disappear

This time you won’t find me.

Redesign

Know you can’t touch me.

Come alive

Now the light is blinding.

Dissappear

Leave the past behind me.

What if there was no ‘what if’?

I am the best and I know this!

The swords use to get in the

Trying to fix things that I didn’t make

that I didn’t break

When you learn to get out of the way better things, new things, things you thought you’d never do thangs.

Come your way.

You can almost anticipate it now.

What to expect.

Maybe not of the weather.

But of people and as the signs change the people do too.

A great deal of respect for those that can go with the flow.

A great deal of peace for those that fight against there very nature and therein forget to nurture themselves.

And mercy for those that have lost respect for the womb.

I wonder why it was created.

Anxiety runs high.

Some have heartaches.

Some cry.

Others just say fuck it.

Just breathe.

Once you know

it happens everyday.

You let go of the old

and the new remains.

I live in the apartment in the back

The lights are out

So night will cover your tracks

You can creep around

Security is lax

A lot of them like to come around back

Keep yo blinds close cuz they can’t help but look

Tell the man in the red truck

He’s no help

The ladies he talks to are not good for his health