Love Made a Junkie Out Of Me

    Love made a junkie out of me the intimate exchange addicted me to he, my homegirl asked "girl, have you no dignity?" I told her " he gets me high, so let it be.." Love made junkie out of me, and though for me I knew this love was no good I got hooked onto the one that was straight out of the hood; it wasn't right but at the time it felt good. Now we all know that this fix has its ups and downs, one of mine being was that my thug was the plug for another girl on the opposit side of town. But beside the pain I knew had to stick around because nine months later I'd have his child, a prince soon to be king that would run his father's town. Love made a junkie out of me, now this other girl that he would supply would post pictures on Facebook of him saying " he's so fly"; inside I felt that I would die becuase deep down I knew that he would take care of her every need, yet the one he helped bring into the world he refused to feed. Love made a junkie out of me. Over the years, somehow my prince made it out, he said that he would always take care of his mama, working hard and avoiding little girl drama. I realized that he has eyes like his father, a beautiful sauna, eyes that I couldn't let go; it's time that I let my prince know. that love made a junkie out of me the intimate excange addicted me to he. My beautiful prince said " mama have you no dignity?". All I could say was " he gets me high..so let it be.."