Sticks and Stones


Sticks and stones may break my bones, but they will never kill me. Even if my pulse cease, I promise society will feel me. I refuse to die at the hands of civilization ... I create my own destiny. Because even though their words may sting like a stone thrown to the face, and their actions may hurt like a stick through my waist, I will make sure my name lives forever, and I won't hesitate. I am a black queen for those who didn't notice. And I don't plan on just speaking on it. Trust me, I will show this. Say what you want! I couldn't care less. Regardless of how you feel, I know I am very blessed. If you doubt me, that's okay, too. Just know that one day, I will be looking down on you ... my foot stool. Success is the best revenge, and I know many will hate. If they still don't believe me, just sit there and wait. Take notes if you must. I'm about what I say. Because sticks and stones may break my bones, but they will never make me fade away. 


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