Game Over

The play date must end for this day care resembles prison

Diplomas emerging on the horizon though a dilemma arisen

Far from a friend

Just self-absorbed megalomaniac yearning for a photo op

When your heart requires some expertise photoshop

Focused on bull shit drama and what to add to Instagram 

following a herd

Some refer to me as Mary

While you just another lamb choking on your words

So why would I dull myself for a mere dandelion that perceived itself as a sunflower?

National Geographic classifies you as a weed 

While I uproot your negativity to nurture my garden and the cultivation of my seeds

I sit amongst royalty and surround myself around gems while you look like a joker only seeing kings and queens in poker and will never cause my shine to dim

Despite the stones you buried me in

I commenced a queendom 

You will never convert me into a martyr

Building empires to last generations

Am I Taraji P or Shawn Carter

I fought for you when I had nothing to gain other than drowning in growing pains

Yet now your endless flaws I can no longer excuse as 

You took me for granted when you had everything to lose