I get my best from you and my worst from you
We were all given the short end of the stick
You passed that stick to me even shorter
Because I was born wrong
You even realized you had me with the wrong person
You let us know at every turn
That we ain’t good enough
Maybe that’s where I learned to strive for men who are unavailable
Maybe I have daddy issues even tho my daddy was there the whole time
I never told you this but
I’m not even mad at what you did to me
I was scared
Who’s ever seen such a tiny body hurt so badly ?
What if I didn’t make it
You taught me mental illness even though I couldn’t understand it yet
You taught me what it means to be black in America
You taught me capitalism at its finest
You taught me how to point out flawed systems
Spoiler alert: it’s all of them
You taught me what value is
You also taught me paranoia
You taught me how to endure abuse and still smile
You taught me that God will ignore my prayers
You taught me that I’m not worth time, only expensive things
You taught me oxymorons
Did you know I find myself going for broke boys because money ain’t never did shit for me ?
It only taught me what’s real and what isn’t.
Money doesn’t fix the emotional scars from a Tasmanian like ass whoopin
Money doesn’t stop alcoholism that leads to violence and makes me run like a chicken with its head cut off to hide all the weapons I could find before tucking myself quietly in a cabinet.
Money doesn’t cure cptsd
Money didn’t stop your son from…
Maybe I’ve said too much
Maybe I’m a little angry