money for food, i get.
money for upkeeps i get.
money for clothes i get.
money for enjoyment i get.
but the money them dey take prove love, i don’t have.
You know it hurts when you wake up at 5am sitting on the bed just thinking about what you did wrong and why not me, why me, etc….the world has a funny way of showing me how real love is and how easy it is to be a villain