Alone and bored, my life story
Wanted for my looks and uncontrolable urges
Half the dudes I slept with couldn't tell you my last name
Much less spell the first
Have a bad habit of wanting what isn't mine
Even if it's just to quench my thirst
Call myself playing these dudes
When it's the other way around
What's the cause of all the pain, I have yet to figure out
Have had three dudes hold me down and turned me into a woman
At least they gave me lessons that are in me
But I feel unworthy and wonder if they just played me
Cause when I do what I know is right I get hurt
But if I keep my heart closed and act like a hoe
They flock in groves
Have a nigga mind set and still can't comprehend males
Treat a hoe like a queen, but they only there for the money
And a woman like dirt, when she got her own and will love you with or without the glamour
Getting older, and instead of maturing I'm growing colder
My sisters see something is strange
But I can't bring myself to let them in on my pain
Feel like I'mma snap at any minute
Can't afford it though
I'm the sane one
Who has to hold it together
Lil sister need all the support I can give
Daddy need me to functation right
Tears starting to flow so let me bring it back
Mom doesn't understand why babies flock to me
Guess they feel a void I have from not being able to have none of mines
But like I'm always being told
When it's meant I'll carry all 40weeks
I hear what they saying but it doesn't make the pain any less
Every spring reminds me of what I've lost
Look in my lil cousin's eyes and I wanta die
Same age as mines shoulda been
And when he look at me I see my eyes
Gotta look out for him even if it kill me
I'm the one woke up in the middle of the night when he was a baby
After school he was my dude and my date on the weekend
So what his parents won't do he already know Lanie got him
That go for all my sisters and brothers kids too
Even more so my baby's babies, simply cause he my boo
Wrote this a while back as in May 5, 2009. Didn't think it would be relavent now but it is. Hopefully me writing it over will put my emotions back in check. *shrugs* Wishful thinking I suppose.