My time of not giving a fuck has made me care-free,
My time of living on the edge has made me truly see,
God in the midsts of protecting ones he can still clean,
Purifying broken hearts that be so appalled from fright of what just happened last night,
Sitting next to death with not a care in sight,
The Holy Spirit whispering everything will be alright,
Nerves wrecking afraid to speak or touch my phone,
Survival of the fittest fight or flight kicked in,
Fight and flight at the same time if this man snap,
That's why I kept quiet till I felt the need to nap,
The Galaxy was his map and I didn't know where the gps was going,
If I had my card I could've called a cab,
Cause I damn sure hate riding with people when they're mad,
It's fucked I have to see him the next few weeks in class,
He got a piece of my ass and now wishes he never had,
A positive sign,
On a pregnancy line,
I'd probably murder myself in my sleep before I allow that shit,
Selfish it is but who wants fucking kids,
Who wants another ectopic 3 month pregnancy to mourn,
From trying to do the shit you seen in porn,
That was the worst hour of misery and strife,
The worst mistake I made in my life.
Lord forgive me.
