Not So.

Hooked up with my pride…decided we'd catch up & kick it. Reminisced! Made me feel on top of the world…then he offered to take me higher…

Said he had something to show me…I'm interested. "You've never really let me down before."

Took me on an adventure…

But it felt too familiar. I couldn't really say "Thank You", because I felt some kind of way afterwards…

Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed kick'n it with my pride, but I just wasn't too comfortable with the end results…

I felt like pride went too far.

Invaded my relationships…interfered with my integrity.

Influenced me. Had me making decisions I wouldn't normally make…

Decisions…Decisions…

My aunt always told me, "Pooh, it's the choices we make..."

The choices we make.

Unfortunately, I never heard her say, "Pooh, it's the consequences that await..."

But I shouldn't have had to. I should've known.

I knew.

Yet acted.

The choices we make…

Good ol pride…still tryna be down.

After all the damage…

Still tryna be down…

Sigh…

Not so.