Mama always reminded me of you
She always said, “daughter be careful because they are out there”
And you know what
I didn’t believe her
She always said that sometimes you can’t tell by looking at the outside
She said sometimes words can be spoken but not meant
And I was naive
I didn’t believe her
She could not possibly know better
But you know what…..
Mama was right…..
Mama always reminded me of you
She said be weary of the man dressed in fine clothes
Who says he has an untainted heart
She said be weary of the man who says he loves you
However his body language does not show it
She said “be weary my daughter”
And I thought she was old
I thought she didn’t know
But you know what, mama did know
And oh how I wish I would have listened to mama
Mama knew of your kind and she tried to warm me
Yet I was naive
I believe that no one could possibly be that bad
I believed that everyone at least had an ounce of kindness in their heart
But obviously….. I was wrong
That man
The manipulator
The womanizer
The one who just doesn’t care
Mama always reminded me of you
She said your kind existed
And I have finally encountered it for myself
