I want the best nothing less. I strive for greatness even when i fail my test. Deceived by my fear always having a man near. Afraid to be alone that's why i settle, they should give me a metal for the stupid b***h award. Happy i want to be, but repeating the same cycle i would never see. I blame this on my mother seeing men in and out, always needing love putting them men above. I'm successful, but i still walk in her path I'm mad because i laugh. The decisions i make is her not me. It's me i see. Blaming it on her, but it's really me. I constantly try to fix me, i need help. My addiction is bad reminds me of my dad it's sad.