I write this ditty to whom it may concern
Just because it seems you don’t give a dern
My words fly around your head like a boomerang
Circling round and round never staying
Returned to sender each-and-every time
A sistah is getting just a lil’ tired
No mo’ pleading for you to do what’s right
No mo’ chances and no mo’ wasted time
I gave away the best parts of me like an old rag
Now I am ass out and honestly-- you were just a drag
Like a drag of a nasty cigarette, and I am just left with the butt to kiss
“I can see clearly now the rain is gone.”
That part’s on me.
They say everyone has a reason or a season
Well, you were once my summer
hot and heavy like a mid-August night
And now, the leaves are falling,
it is cooler out, I am cooler
and your time is gone
forever more, forever more.
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