young mother

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young mother

so much pressure being a young mother
still young listening to my mother
telling me me what i can and cant do with my own daughter
even though now I'm the mother
and people around me keep talking shit
running they mouth about something they know nothing about
fighting hard trying to keep her daddy away
but other people keep jumping in the way
things weren't suppose to be this way
no one knows half the battle i play, on my own alone
but everyone thinks i just like to play
judging me on something you think you know
but oh how much deeper the story goes
feeling like my life ship has wrecked
and I'm stuck her to live in the mess with my baby to protect
i cant support her but ill give my all so that no harm can hurt her
people think I'm living the wrong way
but i would love to see how they would play my life game

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The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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