I’m 24 with no kids
But I’m doing a bid serving two
Life not easy when no one comes through
It ain’t easy when they depend on you
Depends , depend on who?
Depends , on who bends truth
I’m straddling the fence like Kim Juan Un
I been here of course it’s Like deja vu
I swam my way by Faith, Sinking in Floridian waters
I don’t feel one of one , when I’m missing my father
I don’t feel one of one , when I’m someone’s daughter
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Fantastic performance poem!!! Loved it!!!❤️❤️💕
Great poetry ❤️