Y’all have no clue about my story.
You will have to figure it out to know my glory.
My momma did whatever she could…..to feed her kids.
Growing up in the hood…. that’s how it is.
I remember most days, I didn’t even go to school.
Thank God…. I wasn’t a fool.
I didn’t stay back…not one time.
I owned them classes, because I got a mind.
I remember moving from…. pillar to post.
Nowhere to really go, really hurt the most.
The people my momma would leave us with…didn’t beat us….but she didn’t know how bad ….they really treat us.
By the age of 8, I went to live with my grandparents and father.
A child he didn’t wanna raise, so he didn’t even bother.
As a child…I knew I had to look out for my own self.
Because… I had ….nothing left.
I continued in school and got…. good grades.
Made the honor roll…but no one was there to….congratulate.
Years later when I’m back with my mother.
We didn’t have this or that or the other.
I continued to excel in school…cause it was all I had.
But you don’t know my life or how I had it bad.
As soon as I graduated high school, I got knocked up…. and it was a road block but I bossed up.
By the second time around.
I couldn’t let the situation get me down.
So I worked two jobs…. and went to school.
I wanted something more in life than welfare… ’cause I was far from a fool.
It wasn’t until after the third one…I got an idea.
That living in the projects…. ain’t really what it is.
But at 23 years old, I lost my dad.
We could have been closer, so I still hurt really bad.
I had to begin… again.
Back to school, I go… again.
My life was a endless cycle that didn’t seem to end.
But this time…I was determined to finish tho.
I need to get my kids out the projects, before they grow.
I got two degrees back to back.
So my kids didn’t ever have to lack.
But that’s not how …the story ends.
Years later….the pain begins.
It left me crippled most days.
I prayed daily for the Lord to take the…pain away.
I was so worried about my new career.
But God had me so it wasn’t nothing to fear.
I thought I was out of the woods and my life was going good.
But then I ended up with an abuser.
He was a beater, a cheater and user.
But then God stepped in…right on time.
And got him out of my life and everything was fine.
Then the road was so bright…and I had nothing else to fight.
But God said from above…..that I need to open my heart and love
I went to hospital with signs of a heart attack.
But I knew God had my back.
Open heart surgery, and I’m A-ok.
God fixed my broken heart and took the hurt and pain away.
Opened my eyes for me to see.
The man that He had sent for me.
We got married, and sealed forever with a kiss.
And we gonna be together.
In happily married bliss.