Fuck December showed up early enough to deconstruct my new year plan She dressed like a slut Sexy but rough wearing my pain enough like hiphop chains Gaudy Dressed rowdy but allow me to explain It's the end of the year I still carry my shame Therefore it wears my stains like dirty laundry isn't something to change It's fashion Clothing I imagine fits too snug Too tight Who could love this attire but me Model under fire Walking on this runway tired In heals On hills hard to climb December with this necklace of time Broken Late Worn out faith and months too late to start over. Fuck The years done and what have we become Models of careless character clothed Mannequins out in the cold

31 Days Of December Challenge Day 7

Metanoia stay the same... Talking Backwards!!!!!!!

It's the weekend That's all She did her work Mamma didn't yell at all. That's all it is Over...

Dojo awaits Blue Belt Shole do hate it when they square up And find out Oh well I tried to told ya As dust rises from the mat.. Looking up.... Won't easy was it ©️threethehardway