yemoja:

it was the summer of 7th grade going to 8th 

a nigga was stressed and depressed 

walking home like 

“how the fuck did i manage to do this to myself”

on the brink of tears everyday scared to tell my mom

luckily they had this program 

“read away your fees” or some shit like that 

every half an hour you sat in the library and read it took 2 dollars off 

my niggas. 

my mother aint see me for about a month and a half.