Your Last Chance With all the rich girls I’d become close friends with The block cheese sat in the frig And powdered eggs that tasted like dirt I was the poor kid Fun and funny Crazy much Jumping roof to roof Still I did belong The road’s closed I began to know Merit scholarship to the finest school  With foster care attire My brain was not enough I sat alone…

She broke every time life blew off the lidRan awayInside her head she hidShe’s goneShe’s leftAnd nowThe truth is bereft

It’s a regular day In a regular life Hard once very much Rid of most strife Grateful and kind But God said Be humble  In truth In my head It said bend down bitch And be humble At first  I thought what God wouldn’t call me a bitch But god knows me best God can scratch, bite my itch So what if there’s shit  From long before  Now I’m confused …