It's a beautiful sunny south Florida day, and I find myself taking inventory of the things I wanted before love and the things I now want in love. Life is filled with many choices. Each choice either brings you closer to your dreams or further away from them. Love changes things, if you let it. However, if you stay put knowing you're not in the preferred position, and decidedly stay put, stay quiet, stay unheard and unfulfilled." If mi did know "! You will lose yourself, lose sight of your goals and ultimately your identity.
My money has gone funny
I had made certain steps to make sure
My money stayed tight
But forfeited them all for love and long Hott nights
Sometimes I get it
Sometimes it's rough
Sometimes It"s simply not enough
I am without my own funding
I really don't like this feeling
But if I get some elsewhere
It's shystie dealings
Ladies don't do that
They wait on their man
Hmm maybe am not a lady
Are my intentions shady
Cause I'm allergic to lack
I love this man
But I want my provisions back
I didn't have alot
But I held it down
Now I have love
And my money's gone funny
When love's not around I feel like a dummy
Dirty laundry piling up with deficit
Wow
Ghetto love is some crazy shit
Crazy huh
They say romance without finance
Is a nuisance hmm
But loneliness is a bitch
Gotta fight like Jennifer Hudson
On some gangsta type shit
I'm just venting my thoughts
I'd been starving so long
Now I'm getting fat in places
But my money's gone funny
Damn
I hope he love me...
By Erica Freckleton
More sides than a rubix cube... But am still the same EVA POWAFUL dame....
LET... LOVE... LAST...
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