They don’t fear losing you. They fear you realizing they never brought anything real to the table. That’s why they spin, post, pretend. You were the substance. They were the performance.

Some read it, I lived it. That’s why we clash. They quote books, I carry scars. I ain’t here to fit their frame, I’m here to stand on what’s real. Experience don’t break to theory, it exposes it. We won’t see eye to eye when they only saw it on paper.

Some things find their way to you at the right time. Faith forged in silence, strength shaped in steel. I don’t break easy, and I don’t wear anything that doesn’t carry weight. Some stories speak loud without a single word. 💚

Never forget the ones who had you when no one else did. That kind of loyalty is rare. Respect it.