I sit back and think what a mess I’ve gotten myself into
‘I’m strong’, ‘ I can handle him’, ‘Independent woman coming through’
I’ve eaten my own words, I’m now your puppet, your love slave
I only want what you desire, like a puppy, I behave.
My will has melted into yours, blended all the same.
You can do with me what you will, I can’t put up a fight.
I struggle, buck, fuss, but in the end you win.
I can’t keep this up, I am not strong enough
I’ve kicked that I’m tough, stuff, right in the buff.
You got me where you want me, I submit, my chances are slim.
I just thank God, I praise God, that you are submitted to HIM.
LaShonda Legrone
