I. Can’t. Breathe.

Sometimes I wish I would have touched that drug that released you from your pain.

I didn’t get that luxury.

I haven’t ever touched the thing you are recovering from.

Good for you to do better than me.

I remember the other one offering it to me.

I remember asking for the ones who truly love me

To show me the way.

This is literally meant for you.

You can block me or ignore me

If you want.

I’m telling my story.

Tell your lies and live in peace with

The disrespect you’re

Bringing to my mom.

My Granny was the one who raised me anyway.

Disrespect your sister;

Mom.

That’s on you.

Did I ever stop you from

Living your life?

No.

Maybe one day you will evolve

And own up to your mistakes.

Don’t blame me for you

Being a failure.

Guess what.

Defend your brother all you want

I know my Angel raised me correctly.

Can’t say the same for you.

I know your wife’s grands are taken care of.

Fuck your kin,

Right?

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