Therapist

Therapist My memory be playing tricks on me. I don’t know if I’m remembering something Or if was it something I was dreaming. Seriously De je vu Is my days time 2 Example What you saw today I saw months ago In my sleep I think My own dual reality got me paranoid Paranoid about Somethings I used to dream of, So now my dreams are apart Of my her-story. Cuz I can’t tell the difference I can’t tell the difference Between my dreams and my reality And I woke or am I Asleep? Is this real? Is it tangible ? Can I touch shit? But I do the same shit Just in a different world I’m my dreams Real shit My dreams be that vivid I live a completely different yet the same alternate reality when I’m asleep That shit be scary to me But I know most of my paranoia is beCuz of these sins that I’ve been sinning On some real not fake shit I’d be a liar to say Any thing different. I’m the alien in my dreams Highly blessed and giving out those keys Maybe I’m really running from myself I think I have to be because it’s always me It’s me that Keep thinking all these bad thoughts For no apparent reason, subconsciousy just to hinder my ambition. Tryna make a reasons to find excuses When really I ain’t winning cuz My Lord knows I’ve been sinning. It’s hard when you tryna stop the whispers of the shaytan But I been said fuck bull and his minions That’s prolly why my dreams are so vividly-vivid I was taught to be patient with our Lord So I pull all my trust in the most high And you cant learn that Expect thru the teachings of The Criterion But who am I to chat? Who am I to talk to y’all? Who really cares about my dreams? Who care about how I successfully caught my self before the fall, while in the trenches with it all.. But I am who they call an uneducated black woman Cuz I have no degrees I learned thru experience I’m not to impress with their titles Anyway Because I am what you call a student of knowledge I’m a real experienced learned thru the struggle thru the mud Swinging vines in the jungle educated black woman I’m just tryna deferentate My reality and my dreams Without paying for therapist. Because Their really expensive Let me get y’all outta my business.