Rosen from the Ground

Chances

I can't count  how many on my hand but I gave it too many.
Over and over and over again,
Where is my chance?
Do i get a do over or a rewrite?
No. But it's okay for me to do it for so many,
when you really can never get my hand.
You gotta come correct if you want this to last.
I'm done holding myself back from wrongs in the past.
I am the trophy, the prize that you want to behold.
I never fold in my hustle,
Never dropped the ball when people forced my hand.
I dont give chances for any at least you meet my expectations.
Once I open up , be blessed that I gave you my heart.
Cause I'm irreplaceable, giving chance after chance for the ones that cared.
Honestly , now I just dont give a damn.