Yall all tried to warn me from the start you all tagged me& helped tare me apart, but I'm not the victim or the blame cause each of us caused it our fate is our own
but these three hearts I've done on my own, I'm sorry my babies mommy is weak & not strong, for I have no place to call my very own, it's all my fault I've let you down, my mother's always right, of that I hate the very sound of her voice I usually would hear in my ear, of the things she would tell me, yet I'd never seem to hear a single sound of the words she had said to me then, yet I had to learn them for myself on my very own, I m headed to prison or to a facility of white padded walls will be all for me to see, oh kimmy yes kimmy what will u do now? you've left an left the last time u had they're hearts so dear and everytime u left them and was soon to disappear,u left ur home for a prison a prison of drugs and sex N slavery is up to do for the explanation...