Growing Pains.
It's hard being a female
In a male dominated society
Young, Black and Pretty
Excuse my success to come
And my failed past
But accept my growing present.
The worst part about growing up,
Is no one's going to hold my hand
anymore.
Or to help me up when I fall
Or wipe my knee when it's scraped.
Grew up a screwup
Trying to turn it around
Only 17,
But I feel like I been around
The block and back
It's kinda weird when older men
Just look at me because of my back
When I'm way more than that.
Excuse my nice hips,
This small waist
And full lips.
But I have a brain
that I fully intend to use
Just accept my growing pains
And young girl mistakes.
- Soul of a Lost Mind.
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