I Get My Walks Now

I used to get nauseous and cry at the thought of you with a big booty chick…

Because that’s what I was lacking….

But now I could give half a fuck, because I know you are on the same wack shit…

 

I remember sitting in the bathroom talking in the mirror… my conscience reminding me I was better than that, but I couldn’t hear her…

The fake pieces of the happy life I was plastering online was suddenly coming clearer…

The weak bitch I was becoming was unrecognizable… I was starting to fear her…

“Dom,” I would say to myself

“you are beautiful, baby… you are smart… why you letting this little fuck boy fuck up your  beautiful heart… snap the fuck out of this, it’s getting sad… you looking bad you need a fresh start… seriously..WHY ARE YOU LETTING THAT GUY BREAK YOUR BROKEN HEART?”

Shit was disgusting… but I needed love bad… I was in such a dark place… I was stuck between cancer and getting played by who was supposed to be my mom and dad…sometimes I would pretend to be so strong and in control… when deep down I was broken and sad…

But I get my long walks now… I get my deep talks now… nobody is complaining about loving me… I am something like a boss now…

Remember when I used to beg for you… now they beg for me… Remember I used to spend a check on you? Well now baby… they spend a check on me…

What you been up to? Just kidding I don’t care… I already know how you play these women… and it’s not fair…You just lie to get ahead… your lies are as long as your hair…

But I don’t give a fuck… I get my walks now…

So happy I walked then… now watch me walk away now…

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