What's real and what's fake.
Who's love, and who's hate.
Our decisions, they must be fate
But where they bring us... For goodness sake.
I really don't know how much I can take.
Of this love mixed with fake.
Felt like I was drowning when frowning
No crew with am I cooling
Like Cali stuck on stupid, I think my heart was killed by cupid.
So I humble my pride, with God stuck on my side.
Cause I know who I am.
And that it's hard for them to stand me with no prosper
Learning with no father, still learning as a daughter
That prospers so much harder, so you don't even bother.
To walk in my shoes; Try to walk with that noose.
Just trust my words because it won't be so loose.
But if you insist, no doubt... I'm there with that boost
Watch you look as a fool; Don't squander, don't move.
Be still in time, and you'll have no sense of boo's
My questions still remaining.
What's real and what's fake?
Who's love and who's hate?
How much can you take?... Can you even relate?
About the Creator
Kiaysha Jackson
Hola. Como esta. I am a 24 year young woman, who’s been through a lot. Grew and old soul and wise thoughts and words way before it was my time, and i still make mistakes. I’ve been writing since 10. It brings me to a sense of peace.✌🏽And💙
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