My poem called Flights
Yall expect for me not to wanna do dumb things when dumb things are the easiest and freeist things to do
Little girls get taught to be what men and little boys like at a young age
But being a doctor or a lawyer is to hard and frown upon
But bragging about how much money you can make from stripping is the norm
I grew up in a environment of drugs violence no common sense and i was my mother best friend.
So i was also taught all the easy dumb things, but never the importance of becoming something, someone better.
No male role model in my life that i can say taught me that i was precious and beautiful
Until i grew up and started having sex.
But i still wasn't called anything other than a number or a hoe
But i have a child of my own now and ill teach him that his dreams aren't just dreams.
He can be whatever he wants to be.
Ill lay my life on the line just so that he can see.
Imma be his flashlight when he says mom I can't do this.
Imma be his mother first, his teacher, and then his friend.
He will know, feel my love for him even when I am not around.
He is my world.
Someone that did not ask to be made from my dumb teachings but he's here now
And as long as i am his mother ill show he that dreams are like a plane before take off.
All he has to do is buy the ticket.
Little girls get taught to be what men and little boys like at a young age
But being a doctor or a lawyer is to hard and frown upon
But bragging about how much money you can make from stripping is the norm
I grew up in a environment of drugs violence no common sense and i was my mother best friend.
So i was also taught all the easy dumb things, but never the importance of becoming something, someone better.
No male role model in my life that i can say taught me that i was precious and beautiful
Until i grew up and started having sex.
But i still wasn't called anything other than a number or a hoe
But i have a child of my own now and ill teach him that his dreams aren't just dreams.
He can be whatever he wants to be.
Ill lay my life on the line just so that he can see.
Imma be his flashlight when he says mom I can't do this.
Imma be his mother first, his teacher, and then his friend.
He will know, feel my love for him even when I am not around.
He is my world.
Someone that did not ask to be made from my dumb teachings but he's here now
And as long as i am his mother ill show he that dreams are like a plane before take off.
All he has to do is buy the ticket.
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