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We’re not birthed this way.. There’s no “bull, creep or *** off” gene that fuels our hearts and minds.. There’s no fake I luv you’s, broken promises or shaky proposals that are pre-programmed in our brains.. Thoughts of ***ing your friends, your sister or maybe even your mother aren’t embedded in our DNA. So what’s the source of our ***ery and lack of control? It’s you, The female! The ones that came from us but are afraid to permanently reconnect. The ones that want steady and effective communication but can’t provide it themselves. The ones that sell you dreams but deliver nightmares that rattle your soul and destroy your spirit… See we all start out like you.. Cute lil chocolate babies with nothing but promise and bright futures.. But throughout life we’re belittled, taken for granted and manipulated by the ones god created for us to build and procreate with. 8 ounces of Lies and 3 teaspoons of disloyalty start the recipe.. Followed by 1,995 grams of welcomed attention from others that create lustful sneaky links and shared 3 way energy that drains your batteries.. Leaving us with tired partners, unable to close our circuits because there’s are still open! Open to acceptance of those that look good but are dying inside.. Those that are temporary bandaids when we are the remedy to your ailments.. (Hits the backwood) , most of the time it ain’t that deep.. Sometimes it’s YOUR fear of opening up and sharing your thoughts that keep us in the dark searching for a hand to pull us out. But we can’t ask for assistance! We’re involuntarily reduced to children of the night, waiting for you to become woman enough to remove us from the mental prison you trapped us in.
(Stirs the bowl) adding a lil confusion and issues from your past that you’re too afraid to deal with. 478 milliliters of spoiled hearts that we tried to repair but you were to blinded by the temptation of “what if’s”. Add 3 cups of social media platforms with 972 TIKTOK likes and the batter gets thick… Vision heavily distorted from heart eyes and comments.. Meanwhile we’re on the bench when we’re suppose to be in the starting lineup. 3,026 quick text replies crumble to dry responses or none at all, creating distance easy for anyone to slip in.. Don’t get me started on distance, we can be providing from afar while our partners travel everywhere but to see us! (Exhales chocolate Thai) I wish you’re mouths would be as loud as this weed when it needs to be.. So we drift, seeking the absence you created through whoever wants to listen. Whoever wants to spend time or whoever supplies the energy that you delivered elsewhere. But now we have the titles of “weak, ain’t , sorry MF’r or *** ”.. It was never in us, you inadvertently placed it there.
