Born To

Born to a family were secrets are binds and lies are our foundation to get along.
Born to a mom who wasnt a mom who did crack to realease the pain she felt at the time.
Big responsibility on her plate as i was a baby she controlled my fate.Once born her addiction got the best of her but all she did was take the easy road.
Daddy dead killed selling drugs instead of caring for something he helped create he destroyed his own mind and determined his fate.
Then the mom who wasnt a mom went to court and left her responsibility on her mom(my gma) . But what selfless act she had to pick up my mom and dads slack
To Be continued...

by jermanee hart

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