Opportunities
My mama once told me that everywhere I go
There's an opportunity it flies in the air
Waiting for me to reach it
That was seven years ago
Seven years ago, I was ten years old
I was young enough that mama was my hero
I saw her death bed in the hospital
I was old enough to understand
She was fast asleep, IVs in her arm
February 21st, 2007, mama took her last breath,
And along with it, my opportunities
Six years ago,
I was still dealing with the pain
There was chaos at the dinner table
My father was shutting down
Hatred was our motive
Five years ago,
The pain was still immense
Got put up for adoption
Tears came down like rain
Depression hit my heart
Four years ago,
Phyllis came into play
Adopted seven out of ten
Her heart was kind
But I didn't seen it
Three years ago,
Placement was my life
Time flew by
It was only a year
Depression hit me harder
Two years ago,
Placement and depression became normal
February 21st, 2007,
Still can't find
The love from Phyllis
A year ago,
Fixing everything I could
Fighting through depression
Found the love from Phyllis
And now,
I can see these opportunities now
Just waiting for me to catch them
I can see mama everywhere I go
But I just can't be happy about it
Opportunities are everywhere
They can be at the tips of our fingers
It could be a job offer
But we've just need to find the correct ones
I've learned from my experience
And it’s my turn to grab
The correct ones
That will fit me.
Opportunities.
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