Yall, won’t give up.

You use the men from my past

You have them gain my attention just to reject me like I’m supposed to cry myself to sleep

You use men to prove your theory about me craving, chasing, living for the attention of a man before my kids

You use men to to prove your theory that I am just using my kids for….. clout

Not gonna lie, couple times I was confused

But then I realized something, only the bad things happen around them

You use men to set me up, just to call the police or dfs

You do realize all it takes is for me to reach out? Right?

You believe I’m insecure, I am not

You believe I’m an attention seeker, I am not

You believe I am miserable, deep down I’m fucking tired

You believe I am weak, but I’m still here after every trap, after every attempt

I feel sorry for you. You’ve spent so much of your life already trying to prove a point and look where it got ya.

I am not sorry. For anything, any bit, any feel, any breath, I am not sorry.