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Verse 1 Caught in a web, my heart heavy with the weight, Auntie not my blood, but she shaping my fate. Told me she couldn’t text, said it’s against the rules, But I see her typing, breaking trust like fools. In class, I’m quiet, but my mind’s in a storm, Watching her laugh, while I’m feeling the scorn. Thought we had a bond, but she’s texting my peer, I wrote her a note, spilled my pain and my fear. Verse 2 No response, just silence, echoes in my chest, Thought she was my ally, now I’m feeling less. Education’s a game, but this ain’t what I signed, Lessons in betrayal, got my heart redefined. How you teach me respect when you don’t keep it real? Trust shattered like glass, can’t help but feel. I’m navigating shadows, searching for the light, Auntie in the classroom, but she lost the fight. Hook If Auntie Dom never saw my worth crystal clear, I still held my heart up, loud and sincere. She smiled like the sun, but I stood in her shade, Still I wrote through the ache, made beauty from pain. Verse 3 Now I'm scribblin’ truth in the margins of pain, While she’s chillin’ in comfort, I’m out in the rain. Said “don’t take it personal,” but how can I not? When the silence she gave burned hotter than hot. My notebook’s a witness, each line is a scar, But I still bleed art, still aim for the stars. I’m not just a student—they don’t see I’m a flame, Learning from heartbreak, not playing their game. Verse 4 Miss Green held the mirror, but cracked at the view, Guess realness too sharp for her version of truth. I’m building a legacy from verses they missed, From the girl they dismissed comes a lyrical fist. Bridge Sweet potato pies in a half-stocked kitchen, Almond crust dreams and a soul still wishin’. Trumpet breathin’ hymns through the cracks in the day, Even through silence, I found my own way. Final Hook If this was the test, then I already passed, Built a throne from rejection that’s built to last. From pain to poetry, from silence to song— I’ve been royalty all along.