A Letter To My Ego Poem by Crystal Tutson

I'm so mad at you! Falling so easy, feeling so breezy!
You're not even trying to protect your heart
Instead you're running around here legs in part
Yeah ok you wasn't ready for love but you fell into it
Man you better keep it 100 and cover that ish
These niggas ain't gone hold you down because they're to busy wearing an undercover crown
They just as weak as you, all in their feelings and sh**
Man what's really the deal, I'm supposed to be but you're acting more like the b***h
Can't control the b***h so they fall in line
But girl you knew this stop playing blind
Next time be like August and tell them no love
You can go between the legs with lips and a glove
Respect what you have and respect will come
Stop playing around with them like you dumb
It's a cold cold world when being true is no longer the game
You have to be cold-hearted and make these niggas say yo name