I'm so high and focus, that he who casts stones couldn't affect me
words wouldn't harm verbally or dissect mentally the brain tissue that blocks bullshit
so as you devils repent for daily sins, I'm receiving blessing for good judgments
thinking before I react, no longer can I recite the past lines of she hit me first or tick for tact
its the daily baby mama drama that I can't encounter or the I'm still living in the basement with my parents with no goals that I choose not to tolerate
it was life that once upon a time I tried to escape, realizing I was only running from me
it was fear...
the fear of growing and becoming successful
fear of unwanted loneliness, not knowing that as long as I loved me the others who didn't should have played no existence
I once was the reflection that left sour taste in buds, teary eyes and broken hearts drawn with confusion until I met karma
on that note I decided to break bread with enemies allowing the beef to R.I.P
and even though many may say its wrong I still praise with the heathens because who am I to judge?
my purpose is one reason only to experience what HE has plan for me, it was time for the little girl to fade and the woman in me to blossom....
because everyone has to grow up eventually.