IM ABOUT TO FREELY EXPRESS Me,
and proudly not give 2 fucks about who is gonna judge me.
yep, not even my spelling cuz it's hard to always get it right.
I am a Nigerian teenage mom, a college dropout, 420 friendly,
love to pop a bottle, 5 ft 2, Queer, gender non-binary and woman,
brought up in the united states. lol
I don't think I can get any more wrong than that
Despite these facts, every day I wake up
I remind myself that God loves me and I go about my day.
it's never easy
and after 26 years of dealing with being me,
I suffer from major depression, PTSD and anxiety.
does anybody wonder how that can be?
Mommy hates me, daddy can't wait till I get out of his life
and siblings have given up on even being around me,
but....... who wouldn't?
God that's who,
see I'm alive today
I still have hope for tomorrow.
I have an eight-year-old son we barely get to talk
I got pregnant for the wrong person,
baby daddy who has done everything wrong but,
it's my responsibility as a woman to love him unconditionally
" nobody forced me to get in the bed with him"
I want to fuck so bad just to relieve some stress,
but anxiety says everyone is fucked up or, is that just the truth?
if I decide to just fuck and leave feelings out,
that makes me a slut.
But every day I wake up
I go about my day
God loves me and his mercy endureth for ever.
So fuck your life fuck a Nigga fuck what anybody thinks,
I'm gonna keep living whether you like it or not.
I am gonna take every day as a gift
try to make the best of it
I will improve where I can and appreciate that nobody knows tomorrow.
Everything happens for a reason I believe that without any doubt