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Our pain was not a trend

The suppression was not pretend

Oh so it’s cool to have that token black friend

Can a # on social media really mend

Until the vicious cycle happens again, again and again ..

Brews a generation filled with disdain

Now I am not saying my hue is superior

Or any other inferior

As we all the same on the interior

Roll back the years

We shed in tears

Happy Mother’s Day,

I am sorry you felt you couldn’t be yourself around me or love you in totally. I admit I was not very emotionally intelligent while I was with you. My insecurities and paranoia got the better of me. I didn’t speak your love language, I thought material things were the way to your heart, when all you wanted was to be loved.You were good to me, took me with all my imperfections. I hope you truly find happiness within yourself again as you truly deserve it . I currently on a spiritual search and I have realised a lot of the judgement I passed on others stem from hate within myself. I was full of hypocrisy, my heart was in the right place but I was not intentional to curb bad habits. All I atone and take full responsibility for my actions.I pray that through this journey I am able to love myself again and in turn able to love people again. You have suffered a lot of loss in your life and you took my own myriad of problem amongst your own . I thank you for everything. All reparations will be made in due time. I cannot bare any malice to you but thank you for helping me rediscover my purpose in life . I am far from perfect but I am taking the necessary steps to not repeat the same mistakes. I hope you heal from this whole ordeal and are able to be the stellar sister, friend and one day wife to the people who really deserve you. I know these are only words to you and may even fall on deaf ears.

I have had no concept of time but time is priceless but the numerous Rolexes for my exes to cherish the good times we heart. Life is determined by time , karmas minute hand has struck dusk.