Boardroom Vodka

Text her last night

After all the fighting and tears

Instant regret

‘Unidentified Subscriber’

Really don’t need fake friends sticking their oar in

I’ma twist it round and stick it through your boat

So you’re stranded too

Remember when you downed a bottle of vodka

At the edge of a cliff

Remember who was there

Yet I don’t even get a text

sayin’ ‘How are you?’

Funny that

Felt bare depressed

They put me in a room

Told me to get my thoughts together

Hang on

Get them together...

...and then what?

Party?

Nah it did me good

Like being in Lord Sugar’s boardroom

I was the sugar

And I envisioned my bees all working for me

Wanting a bit of me too

Probably out to get me

“Sea full of sharks and they all smell blood”

Kinda ting

But hey, in that vision I’m boss

Like Buddy

Except there’s no chocolate fondant

He deleted me LOL

The guys all about hype

Clearly licking her arse too

Friends that sell you out when they get a new boyfriend

Ain’t ever your friend at all

What happens when you tell your Paki parents you want to marry a boy?

I ain’t gonna be your toy

Not no more

Like an episode of Eastenders

Still wish you the best but good luck with that

Don’t need no harami lifestyle near me

Thanks anyway though

Ipod on

“Allah knows”

Yeah mofo, ALLAH KNOWS

Then it hit me

Allah slapped me

I am so blessed

I don’t need these bullshitting arse-kissing animals

They don’t know what I got planned

They don't know what I'm doing

Insha’Allah

Family counts

You fuckers don’t

DELETE

DELETE

Another Facebook DELETE

That felt good

When I’m dead, don’t come to my funeral

I’ll always do du’a for all of you

NO MORE DRAMA IN MY LIFE

Except good drama

I DON’T EVER WANT TO HURT AGAIN

Except good hurt

Yehhhhh boi

If you see me walking down the street

Just walk on by

If you see me sweating it in the gym

Just jog on by.