I won’t apologize for screaming or crying or hiding and not picking up your calls because I’m grieving.
I don’t care what the world says I should do, I’m human and this is what my shell
needs to do to move forward. My spirit, well it’s at peace knowing that she’s at peace yet these tears keep falling.
I can’t fake shit, I’m authentic so anything I feel I wear it proudly, no, World not cowardly.
And I’ll cry until my eyes are puffy and until my voice is non-existent, yeah yeah I’ll be ok.
Just promise me that when it’s my time to transition onward that there will be no sadness, cry in memories of our love, and no I’ll never judge you for that.