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| Sarai The Original It's not a fairytale It all started like this Ninth grade freshman year So happy to be in highschool I shed a tear So many cute dudes to choose from I knew it was one That was right for me Well I thought at least He was the big guy on campus On the football team Basketball homecoming He was voted for king And there was me I was on the cheerleading squad Sweet sixteen looking for love in my heart It was a beautiful thing from the start I must say only problem was My parents was strict They ain't play No phone calls after eight No stayin out late I'm like damn give me a break Hormones kicking in Start displayin my shape More concerns with my looks Than my books and grades Headed nowhere fast I was on my way Curiosity come on I know ya'll relate (chours) I think about the fairytales In my story The pages I have read through These ain't ya Mammas fairytales Their things that I have been through In all my life, In all my day I never thought I would end up this way It's been a year now I'm a sophmore Mature and know more But still I'm young and domb And plus I'm unsure Who I am What the future has in store Man I'm tryin to be grown Cuz my parents now divorced I took a charge to roll with dough boy Moms tried to force me to move to N.Y. But of course that plan it fail short She found herself caught up in court For child support Drama problems of all sorts Stressing started smokin Newprots Carefree about the ones who care for me Lost teen givin up on my dream And as worst as it seems Had me thinkin crazy things Like suicide that better everythin If I just die Full-Blown without guidance or a home I'm startin to get stomach pains That's strange what could be wrong (chours) What do I do I ask myself every day A child givin birth to a child What can I say This wasn't supposed to happen Here I am turn my back on my fam Well God damn This wasn't even part of the plan I'm spazzin out When I lay down at night the hurt Just burst outI shout how could he leave At my time of need Aspecially now I'm pregnant And due in three Maybe I should have it And give it up for adoption I can't graduate I ain't been to school since August Often I hear this voice talkin In the back of my mind So problems in my life I just pray for my time to come God take me leave my child behind I'm on the run adrenaline pumpin' So angry I could kill something Don't make me prove it Cause if you don't do it Then I will do it I'm foolish and so stupid (chours) |
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