I don’t even remember where we started
It was sometime in my dark period
So believe I am not too fond of it
Made me feel like a child
On punishment
Waiting for the fruits
He was never coming with
All the drama
I screamed from none of it
I chose to be a victim
But I blame you for most of it
Begging for more
Was the beginning
To my all of my Spiritual winnings
This formal attire is much more fitting
Should’ve never allowed you into my Queendom
My visions
So naive to see em
But you weren’t blessed enough to even be in em
Was so stuck in selfish
But now I am joining him in freedom
Left him once,
Again,
I’ll never leave em.
