Sit and Listen

Right now, I have two options. I can say fuck the dope, take back my life and move full force. Or I can let jails, institutions, or death ruin my life. No one can make the choice but me. I can hustle legally and gain or I can hustle illegally and there is risk. At least my ex-boyfriend kept it 100 about dragging me down. Cuz in all honesty, he is and has. In reality, all I want is my fairytale ending. I want my business, a loving family that I create. Or I can be strung out and doing some stupid shit. One day, my luck will run out. I honestly don't want to go to prison. But if I keep making dumb decisions that's where I will end up. It will break my parents' heart. I have two options. Either fix all this shit and go after my happy ever after or trap like a dumb ass. My decisions now will affect everything in my life later. I know what to do. Luck will come to an end eventually and soon it will all catch up with me. I'm already a few strikes away from this ditch of hell. They say the worst neighborhood is in between your ears. I'm just praying to the higher power that he gives me the guidance to make the right choices. I just want to better my life. I rather not escort or feel like a sexual object to a guy that just sees me for my assets. I can go on and on about what's in my head. But I'll tell you this once and twice again if you'll just sit and listen.