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Britney, Britney
What’s happening to you?
Little girl not ready to grow up
But now a mother too
Bad boys influenced
They got the best of you
What now is a young mother to do?
Whom shall you turn to?
Where shall you go?
When shall you face
The reality of this time and place
A new season in your life
Like it or not adulthood is upon you
No more time to run from it
It’s time to yield and embrace it
This motherly season of your life
Beware of grossly getting involved
With people who say their your friends
But in actuality are merely
Making merchandise of you
Fiends rather than friends they are
Your character and reputation they mar
Drawing you deeper into death
When you’re not around
Whispering about you under their breath
Your health deteriorating
Your soul contaminating
Your mind frustrating
Your moods fluctuating
Your direction vacillating
Britney, Hollywood is a strange place
A place where people sell their souls
For a moment of fame and stardom
Then when you make it they resort to martyrdom
Telling you how much they supported and believed in you
Trying to make you feel indebted to them too
Masterfully manipulate and persuade you
But now you are a mother of two
Gotta do what you’ve gotta do
Think a bit beyond you
Concern yourself with the future of your kids
The influence of you and others on them
The ill effects of sin
The backlash of Hollywood spin
To such seductions no time to give in
Get your head on straight
Get your heart settled and established in truth
Remove from you those whose manners are uncouth
The devil is on the loose
Seeking to destroy you in this pivotal time
As you transition and your identity try to find
Beyond that of a performer
An entertainer in the eyes of your fans
It’s time for you to be still
Get a grip as best you can
Pull out of the public eye
If need be, take time to cry
Visit your family
Attend church services
Consult other mothers
See a psychologist or family therapist
Process your unfinished business
Lest you continue to profusely bleed within
And the media make a mockery of you
Blaspheme you and devilishly grin
We all suffer disappointment
And experience emotional challenges
Partying and burying them however
Does not make them go away
Britney, you must face your fears today
Embrace your season and learn the life lessons
Be the singer, songwriter turning the mess into a message
Be the woman you were created to be
Pursue personal transformation
And blossom fully.
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Source by Paul Davis