#notmytime

@shaw_2014 @atlanticrecords @officialboosieig Please tell me this ain’t how y’all talk to people. 😒 he really #cursed me out via email because I blocked him on #Facebook. so either this is a #scam or he is beyond #rude. #notmytime #iwannaberich #butnotlikethat #saveme @tmz_tv @xxl he said he gonna take me to court 🤣 I know what I wrote. (at Kansas City, Missouri) https://www.instagram.com/p/B94k458njUb/?igshid=1kysica5gb7km

🖕🏾🖕🏾🖕🏾 #boybye✌🏾️ #movingonbih👋🏾👋🏾 #trustissues💯 #wasteyourtime #notmytime #phatboylover😘 #floridadime💎 #sw33tdreamz👑 #notforeveryone🖤💙 #baecapricorn🤪 (at Broward County, Florida) https://www.instagram.com/p/B9nz-dHh52kBuHfQca_xPcI_C3erojYWhYB06k0/?igshid=nnwkizdgq41

Sometimes I ask myself why I live in this time. Other times I ask myself why I live in this world.

Quote if the week for sure! got a feeling everyone who does A Levels be feeling like this right about now, GET ME TO JUNE

Jumping around, bodies compact, Dancing with people that help me feel free. The music is rushing, the place is alive, Never knew this could be my last party. Laughing about a joke that wasn’t funny, Suddenly something hits me sharp in the back. Friend’s eyes are wide and there is so much fear, Last things I see before it all goes black. Life is so silent and actually pleasant. No noise. No crazy. A great contrast from before; The darkness is still looming around me, No difference between the sky and the floor. What am I doing here? Where are friends? Will I miss my favorite show? The questions never end. Getting tired of the quiet, It is getting very lonesome. This darkness is becoming suffocating, A little light would be awesome. “Kayla, wake up,” I think that’s God calling me. His voice is hoarse and tearful though, Has he been crying recently? “She has a skull fracture.” Who does? Is she okay? Wait—are they talking about me? Is that why everything is this way? I don’t want to die, Who decides that anyway? Who will take my request, To live another day. My life has been so short. Do I not get more time? I did not get to really live This should be considered a crime What have I done God? That my time has been done so fast I do not want to die today I want my life to last It is not my time, I do believe I swear I had a few years Others are killing their bodies rotten And their illnesses just disappear I know there is no negotiating But there are things I still need to do I had so many dreams and hopes My life cannot just be through “Wake up, Kayla!” I feel a pull, a shake, and then a scream My eyes open, I feel my soul return Was this all just a dream? Friends huddled around me I am lifted from the floor People touch and prod my body Every poke makes me feel sore According to the witnesses I was knocked and hit from behind I passed out on the ground And was temporarily locked in my mind God spared my life, gave me another chance I thought my death was set But he knew I was not done with life And I knew it was not my time just yet The point of my little story As random as it may sound Be grateful for your life You won’t get one a second time around I did not want to give up hope Life is not a game of roulette You have to make sure your life is worth fighting for And know when it is not your time yet By: Tatiana