always wants to condem me as his queen
He roams while I stay home
Cooking and keeping the house clean
I hav to b my own queen
In the end I get stuk being the part time sex machine
It almos feels like it cud b possible to happen again
Cupid and those silly arrows
He plays Russia rullet
Hmmm almos makes me happy and jump for joy
I feel like singig and dancing and gettin rid of my toys
Intoxicated
U make me
U come around and I start giggling and I raise my arms Reaching
I Start to spread my wings and .....
Wait
I am not free
I am not stuck because I am living
I can't ask y because the answer is with in me
I can't ask how because
I am responsible for evything I have happening
I stood still and was shown glimpses of the future
No more mistakes no more sons or daughters born without fathers
I rub my belly full from the ego and lies I've tol myself
Only to b temporarily satisfied from a dream
A made up reality
That only makes sense to me
Wat a soap oprah I am living