How is it you can take from me the way you want too.

Leave me aside for the others to come break me

Encourage me to do more but receive little

How can Individuals like that call me their sista

Rapped around the ways of others left me far behind in my glory

Something’s can not be change however the way they treat me will

Walk me through my journey

Understand what you think you know about me.

Discover what others say they couldn’t

Believe that you can take away from me

Know you can abuse my mental

Except the responsibility of a sore loser

But, don’t for one second get the misconception of me once more   

I have travel as other to get to where I am

Endure the suffering times to smile

Work my ram to the endless of my bone.

I was prepared to be challenge

Arrange to be hated on

Excited about Fun

Loved by others

Once my path change, so did everyone else ways

For me it was for the better, than for the worst

They lead the opposite instead opposing it.

I cared but, not more than I cared for myself.

I appreciated the ones that no longer speak or muffler memories

I spoke without a response back.

Others ways can not break my sprit.

I use to be speechless from others response of their misconception of me.