Always put yourself first because people don't give a fuck about you fr.
3 months later
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"Nunu I realize you probably having fun with your friends so I'm gonna let you go. Just wanted to check up on you. See you when you get home I love you amoura" the voice of my dad played through my AirPods as I wiped my eyes feeling the tears flow
It was times like this when I just get emotional out of nowhere and miss my dad. Thankfully my dad was clingy and loved to leave me voice mails when I wouldn't answer the phone.
Since my mom was always away for work I was a daddy's girl. It was me and him all the time. Shit even when my mom wasn't working it was me and him
Sometimes I always question god on his actions. My father always said
"No matter what god does everything for a reason"
But what was the reason for him to take my father.
"ALEXA PLAY GHETTO ANGLES BY NO CAP"
Yeah, didn't write this song, but I'm recordin' with this lead on me Know it sound strange, but I'ma die for all my dead homies Nobody really know how he feels I always thought that you would be here Why do I always question God, but I never pray? I think about you, I end up cryin' on my best days
As no cap filled my room i laid on my floor looking at the ceiling.
Yeah, why did you leave? If you was here, how would it be? Oh, whoa I'm protected by these ghetto angels (yeah) Oh, whoa I'm protected by the hood gangsters
Most people cope differently. Some cut their selves, some smoke some even hold it even.
But me I always wanna talk about it. No one ever wants to ask me how I feel or if I'm okay. It's been 3 year since he died I guess everyone thinks I'm fine.
But let's be honest I'm not fine.
Shit no one is fine
Before my dad passed I was sweet loving person. I loved everything nature, people, art everything.
But how can you love anything when the person that taught you how to love is gone.
Tryna convince me it get better, naw, naw, naw, naw I'd be lyin' if I didn't say I really miss my dawgs It's so much of pain in us, always feel like I'm givin' up It ain't the same no more, death brought me anger I'm followed by angels and I got some dyin' love Soon as I got rich, soon as I got famous.
Feeling a sudden rush of air which made me shiver I started to cry.
"Hey pops" I spoke into the air. Rubbing over my semicolon tattoo
