My Turn

wander the cold winter streets like its not 11 at night
shes probably worried sick because its 11 at night
if she lost me i think she’d lose herself
never worried about her well being always more bout my health
the cracks on the sidewalk I always try to avoid
she done already broke her back raising 2 men from boys
tears slide down my cheek as my shaking legs become weak
living off child support and a check every week
drop to my knees still avoiding that grassy crack
im going to give you the world ma
time for me to break my back






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