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They Never Told Me


They never told me

 

 

 

They never told me about the sleepless nights

They never told me about the gut wrenching feelings

They never told me about the pain

They never told me that my estrogen emotion was different than your testosterone

They never told me that I would lose my mind into you

They never told me I would care for you more than I care for myself

They never told me about love…

 

Sleepless nights worrying … if you have me on your left temple

Like…I…Have…You

Daydreaming thinking about us, when you’re thinking about her

Pushing aside my plans for you, while you say yes to all of your plans, except for bootycall      hours. Then I’m all yours huh???

 

It being as easy as you saying sorry to get me back, knowing that the cheating and beating is continuous.

 

Eleven whole years for you to leave me for a white woman

I thought I was all you needed

            I Thought I Was All You Needed

                        I THOUGHT I WAS ALL YOU NEEDED?

 

Did my breast get saggy?

Was my butt too flat?

Was my hair to ugly, or too short?

Or did I need to live up to the trend, long hair don’t care?

Was I not enough?

But my God tells me I am

I was fearfully and wonderfully made

I’m going to invest my mind and soul back into the Lord.

Even though I put man ahead of my Lord 1 to many times

He’s never left me though

Wait… my man wants me back

I’ll go to church next Sunday…

 

They never told me my life would be easy

But this is my decision, an I want him

So, even though he hurts me…..

Imma give him 150,000 chances

He won’t do it again

He said he loved me, and would never hurt me again

They never told me that this thing called love would make me blind and stupid

They never told me that his genitals, I would become a slave to

I..HAVE…BECOME…YOUR…SLAVE

AND…YOU…ARE…MY…MASTER

But know one comes before God

Cause…

            Cause…

                        Cause…

He made it simple for us to follow the commandments

But I was so disobedient, that I gave a dog my temple rather than my husband

I abused myself

I disobeyed

So I will be your side chick, baby mama, ho, slut, whore

BECAUSE I AM TRAPPED

                                    They never told me tho…

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