I GOT B!TCHES Poem

Life isnt going as planned right now

As facial hairs turn grey or blonde

and dormant torments manifest into unwanted visitors...

I'm not happy, but

I GOT B!TCHES

I'm broke and jobless, but

I GOT B!TCHES

My GPA is suffering, but

I GOT B!TCHES

I don't see that day to day growth, but

I GOT B!TCHES

I get scared, but

I GOT B!TCHES

I have goals that I don't exactly see manifesting at this point, but hey

I GOT B!TCHES

I haven't been in love so long I've forgotten what it felt like

how it tasted.

how it looked.

how it smelled.

was it sweet?

was it bright?

was it dreamy and lucid?

WHO CARES...

I GOT B1TCHES

I'm scared honestly of what tomorrow holds... maybe my tomorrow will be empty handed.
 As empty handed as I feel today.

Tears do well, but I'm a cool n!gga they don't fall.

But feeling those tears on the edge of my feverish eyelids are enough to make me feel the pain.

Enough, to feel the anguish.

Enough, to feel the regret.

They're enough.

It's hard writing about sex and busing nuts all the time.

It's real sh!t going out here.

What else do I have to offer?

When I am called upon to speak, to offer, to contribute.

What will I say?

I GOT BITCHES