Living Life

Living Life Now I'm living life where life tried to live me. I'm looking to my future 'cause my past tried to kill me. Poetry, a strong part of my soul. The story of my life, it's must be told. I ain't no baby, I'm a woman well seasoned. Let me whisper in your ear and I'll give you some reasons. Sonya's been to hell, but now I'm back. I only spit the real and that's a fact. I ain't no rapper, I'm a Poet to the bone. And I've been pregnant with this message for way too long. I did the streets to the fullest, so I can't be caught. The game became the hunter and I can't be bought. It makes me wanna holla, it makes me wanna shout. These are the things that I'm flowing about. Relationships, heartaches, tears and pain. The drinking, the drugging, the tripping in shame. Babies Daddies, Babies Mama's Sugar Daddy, Sugar Mama. The who's doing who and all the under cover drama. They stab me in my back, while they smile in my face. No respect, dignity, class or grace. Jails, poverty, it's all so unsavory. I ain't getting caught up in this modern day slavery. I hope to start the healing, so feel my tone. Or I'm just a copycat sister, all the way wrong. I got dreams of making it big, and dreams of being rich. And I know that ain't gonna stop nobody from calling me a. Now I'm living life where life tried to live me. I'm looking to my future, 'cause my past tried to kill me. Is it the memory of the man from the 1980's. He beats me, mistreats me, can you feel me ladies. Or did he dress so well and look so fine. You know the one on the down low the whole dam time. Was it the man from the 90's who gave me the drugs. Too blind with lust to see my grave being dug. Or the good looking bad boy who turned my body out. Was he chasing the paper, or trying to pimp a sister out. Was it the wolf in sheep's clothing who promised me the world. He's got five different kids with five different girls. The bank account is gone and so is the man. I'm all cried out, now I'm working my hand. Been there, done that, I'm chipped not cracked. What don't break a woman make a woman, I know this for a fact. I ain't preaching, but I'm teaching through my eyes as I see it. I was born to be the best, believe I'm gonna be it. I'm free from his games, I'm no longer a slave. Don't need no cage or a whip to teach me how to behave. Now I'm living life, where life tried to live me. I'm looking to my future, 'cause my past tried to kill me. Written by: Sonya "TheRealityPoet" Kyle Copyright 2012