Timeline Prt. 2

Oh I see y’all thought

I was through

Naw see, there’s more to the story

There’s more shit that my timeline

Put me through

I used to blame everything in my timeline

For the way that my timeline

Bloomed into this new timeline

Part 1 was sad

Left alone and touched

Made me feel like I was the one bad

But there more between the lines

Left out a few things that was hard to find

See no one wants to hear the truth

Nothing can go wrong when it’s your juju

Nothing can go wrong in a black family

Nothing can go wrong and that’s the sad truth

Before I ended up where I am now

This storm had rolled in

Leaving me to drown

There was this figure in my life

That hardly made a sound

Showing up every now and then

To show he had a new chick in town

I was tired of school

Yep it was hated

Never fitted in with the other black girls

From me they strayed

And you know I always wondered

“Was it me?” as I pondered

Made fun of and bullied

As I was younger

Made me feel like my timeline

Had it out for me, I just knew something else was coming

Trust

Was a thing of the past

See, my timeline knew it wouldn’t last

It knew I was a hopeless romantic

But man, every relationship I had

Felt like was trash

Met a guy who was nice and sweet at first

But he was a little cra-cray

Met a guy online

But all he wanted was head and ass

Met a guy who was married but I didn’t know

Until his wife came out to me and wanted to thrash, like

OMG TIMELINE

LIKE WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TRYING TO DO?

ARE YOU TRYING TO GET ME FALTER?

IS THAT WHAT IT IS TO YOU?

Alright fine you win!

Don’t make me go through this again!

Don’t make me go out and try to make friends

You’ve fucked me over, this is my end!

I’m tired of being strong

I’m tired of things in my timeline going wrong

I feel tired and helpless, don’t you see?

There’s no fire left in me....

Struggle and pain

That stormed I mentioned?

Yeah, that’s some hard ass rain

It soaked and poured

I was knocking on death’s door.

Cold and alone

Just like I was in part 1

All that happened when I moved

It was sad, I had no one

I was depressed, y’all

Talking nothing but stressed y’all

Stayed in my room

Mom kept asking questions

I was a mess, y’all

Yet here I am

I made it through

My timeline didn’t get the best of me

I didn't let that bitch rule

See, I’m done with my past

But I’m not done with my story

I’m gonna let my timeline know

Who I am and why I’m worthy

Peace