To Many Problems
It’s about that time that I grow up and see that my family is getting to out of hand.
My momma is acting crazier than she’s ever in her life.
Over a man, over the way she treats me and my sisters, to just all family
problems.
She acts like she 7 years old, always going crying to somebody because things
ain’t going her way.
To make it like me and my sister Tyesha is the bad guys.
I hate the fact that I have to sit and see it all go down, but what can I do.
I’m almost grown.
To many problems in my life, that needs to be fixed,
Or too many people are going to be hurt including me.
I hate my life right now, and that’s sad to say.
But with everything going on with me that how I felt for a long time now.
It looks like I’ll be leaving home in a little bit, but I don’t want to do that.
I’m still scared to be on my own in life, I don’t really know what to do.
Too many problems is making me have another nerves breakdown, I don’t have
time for it.
I’m a senior now, and I need to do what I need to do and get out of here.
I have too many problems in my life that I hate to talk about but I need to.
So to all my problems please leave me alone, and let me be.
So I’m go start praying to God to help me though things that’s going to make me
a better person.
Copyright © Aryana Burns | Year Posted 2007
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