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It doesn't say you can not recieve donations. 😂

Ok, I used to toot newer music videos from various artists. Some I may like. Some I may not care for. However, let us share our critiques with a yay or nay. The videos will be ones that were uploaded within a week. Nothing much older.

First one: yay or nay

BIA, Lil Yachty - PISSED OFF (Official Music Video)

youtu.be/CQ8y7qYaYTQ

Now I’ve grown, I stand apart,
Independent, guarding heart.
You wonder why I never call,
Why I don’t lean on you at all.

But you built walls, you kept me far,
Now I’ve outgrown where those walls are.
And when I walk away, it’s clear—
You’re lost in what you wouldn't hear.

You wanted strength, you pushed me free,
But never thought what that would be.
Now when I don’t come running home,
You mourn a bond you’ve never known.

You followed the book, each page, each line,
Raised me up by design, not by sign.
Rules and routines, cold as stone,
Yet never saw me, never known.

You said, "Be strong, stand on your own,"
But never asked what seeds were sown.
You disciplined, you gave commands,
Yet never held my outstretched hands.

In your eyes, I was just a task,
To mold, to shape, yet never ask,
What did I need? What did I feel?
Your love felt distant, never real.

For love that twists to fit your scheme,
Is not the love of which we dream.
It’s just control dressed up in lies,
A trap for hearts, a thin disguise.

So if you seek to love, be clear,
It’s without fear, it’s always near.
No strings to pull, no debts to pay,
Love simply is, and finds its way.

Love that comes with chains and rules,
Is not the love of dreamers, fools.
It binds the heart, it cages free,
And takes the soul’s sweet liberty.

You say you love, but with a clause,
Each gesture met with hidden laws.
“If you do this, I’ll love you still,
But cross that line, and lose my will.”

Love can’t be traded, bought, or sold,
It can’t be caged in terms so cold.
True love is free, with open hand,
Not bound by what you might demand.

You sought obedience, tight and cold,
But where’s the warmth a child should hold?
Instead of guiding, hand in hand,
You built a wall I couldn’t stand.

A child can’t bloom on fear alone,
Respect is earned, it’s never owned.
Had you just listened, heard my heart,
Perhaps we wouldn’t be apart.

For love is not a crown to wear,
It’s in the way we show we care.
Respect begins with how we grow,
Not forced—it’s something we both sow.

You asked for respect, but never gave,
Demanded silence, called me brave.
Yet in your shadow, I felt small,
A voice unheard, no space at all.

You ruled with words that cut like steel,
But never asked how I might feel.
Respect, you thought, was yours by right,
Yet never nurtured, never light.

And when you’re ready, when you call,
Don’t be surprised if none at all
Returns the reach you thought was sure—
For time can change what we endure.

The hearts we bruise don’t always wait;
You can’t undo what came too late.
So if they turn, and walk alone,
Remember—you made that silence your own.


You don’t get to choose the time,
When hearts might shift, or stars align.
If once you pushed their warmth away,
Don’t expect they’ll want to stay.

When you held them at arm’s length,
They sought another source of strength.
The door you closed, once open wide,
Now hides the space where love can’t bide.

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