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It's Like Driving With a Suspended License

  • Amber Ruiz
  • 26 minutes ago
  • 1 min read

by Amber Ruiz



With you. There is no logic

I am always waiting for the sirens

 to flash behind me as 

I am pushing on the brakes 

Listening to your mistakes 

Are you jealous that I am fucking thriving?

Always barely surviving 

Bought a new skirt in Kansas city 

I feel so fucking pretty 

Been wearing it for myself and no one else

I have decided to forgive and forget 

However, you always out here with a new threat

To live with such insecurity must be a pain

I am not apart of your hatred campaign 

Some days I wonder what your up to but I don’t even call anymore

It’s like you want to start a new war

It’s like all anyone wants anymore 

is some boring straight laced girl 

But I don’t believe in a black and white world 

I always feel the healthiest when I am independent

God knows I am not interdependent. 

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