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Intertwined In Society


Society is full of statistics

But no one seems to be realistic.

Being realistic comes with the consequence of being optimisic

We live in a wold were there's constant judment,Judgement about the life you live and how it amounts to nothing

Cause your 16 with a baby your life has barely begun

you go through all these looks because you have a little one

A little one who came out nicely and,(ha) Oh a little fiesty

But what happens when the sun don’t shine like it use to, The rain don’t pour like it use to , or was “It all a dream” like big poppa sung?

My number one is now gone?

A mothers worst fear not hearing their babygirl's fears,laughs,cries,excitement or who she says is her next ride or die.

Here I am 2 years later a senior, a mom, someone she can come see in my dreams till I die.

If this is what society made me, so be it

At least I can witness my newborn son see it.

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