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WHERE DID WE GO


I swear I be asking for the simple shit ,

I swear I be so understanding & forgiving ,

I hold everything in ,

But lately I been lashing out ,

I been trynna get everything out ,

Now I want you to know how I feel ,

I want you to understand why iam the way iam ,

No it’s not my job to explain myself to you ,

No it’s not my job to force a relationship with you ,

Shit if I don’t do it ,

Really who will ,

I be trynna make this shit look easy ,

Man I done fucked around & made the same mistakes ,

Without trying to ,

You told me for long I was gonna be like my mother ,

Just for me to end up like you ,

You always want people their for you ,

But when them tables trun you go ghost ,

& you wondering where I get that from ,

Different between me & you is ,

You sit there & watch your love ones struggle,

You won’t help you will sit on your ass ,

Then get mad when ask you for help ,

See me I go ghost all the way when shit get hard for me I leave to figure it out ,

When my love ones need me I’m always there ,

I always show up & help out anyway I can ,

I don’t sit bacc on my ass & watch everything fall apart ,

I don’t sit there & blame nobody for shit ,

You look at as me blaming you ,

When I’m simply just telling you how we got here ,

It’s seems like I’m the only one that remembers the real ,

Nobody knows that father I had before he got married ,

My farther was always there ,

Even fucked up my hair for school ,

But I didn’t care because I had my daddy ,

So you tell me how I’m suppose to feel ,

I went from a little girl calling the cops on her daddy ,

To losing her daddy ,

I can say this shit all day ,

It’s never gonna easier ,

I’m 26 & yet I feel the same pain as a little girl ,

Did you ever think for a second ,

Let me sit down & have a real conversation with my daughter,

I know how you feel shit you told Facebook every chance you got ,

Then get mad when I do ,

Like huh ,

I never got that about ,

It’s okay for you to mistreat ,

It’s okay for you talk to any kind of way ,

It’s okay for you leave me when I needed you the most ,

It’s okay for you to always go against me ,

I just wanna know why you never tryed begin on my side .

What happen to father that showed up for school events ,

That support my dreams ,

You the one that told me I had the gift in writing,

I remember I was in the six grade ,

You the one that build my vocabulary,

I just want to know what happen .

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