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I am nothing like you want me to be
I am not smart
I am not funny
I am not strong
I will never be what you want me to be
Instead of inspiring me
“Why do you think you’re not a craftsman?”
I don’t make perfect things
Or things that others appreciate
Or things that serve a purpose
It’s bright today
Warm too
It doesn’t match my brain
My brain is rough
And frantic
It’s warm with all the action
And this heat
Sorry my sorrow is the longest surah to skim
I’d sacrifice this sadness to start over for your sake
I know this scares you
Maybe this is a mistake but
Lately I’ve been feeling
Emotions I’ve never felt before and I’m
Scared. Sorry.
I don’t want to think about
Sorry girl
I’ve loved you through the whirlwind
Of your wurl of emotions
Your curls cover my bed
You twirl across my dreams
I wish somebody knew me
But nobody knows me
And it’s my fault
I push away
To be safe
Being alone
Is safer than being
G-d I’m tired
I’m tired of working, trying to attain the wherewithal
All this work, I wish I was retired
It’ll be my downfall
He’s ugly
Smugly laughing at your voice
Rejoice that soon you rid your life of him
Skim the bodies of campus again and find one better
Sweater weather is over
You figured it out?
Sure
I announced it to part of the student body but you understood it?
My monologue was masterfully mysterious so that it drew
It’s hard to listen to you
When your confidence clogs up the house
Why can’t you be more like me?
Meek and quiet
Ready to run at any moment
If you want to find me, I’ll be on the
Side of the road. Curled up and waiting for
The vultures to descend on my warm and
Peaceful body. I’d scare them off with a
I’d be the honey suckle on your tongue
I’d be the perfume surrounding your senses
I’d be the light through the darkness
You’d beg for more of me
Imagine
I’ll use my broken bones as a splint
My black eyes will start my eye shadow
You can’t keep me away with the danger of bloody noses
Violence won’t wash away la vie en rose
Your smile rots my teeth
Far too sweet for me
I can feel your sugar in my body
Days after you left me
Stomach blooming
I can’t accept this
Her friends warned her about you
Swarming in her ears like the maggots in your eyes
Still, she crawls to your crow call
Like a child in grief
you really could be delectable
but…
i can’t take you home
you’re too much
i wish you were less
They move without a purpose
They stop and start with the longest pause in between
I don’t have time to stop
I gotta keep moving
If I stop it’s for food
He keeps me safe
I trust him because I fear him
And he’s all I need and more
He has a power over me he can’t control
He makes the birds sing
I’m no dancer
I want to be but...
It’s nice to think about but...
It’s impossible for me to be a dancer
I wish I could create things like my idols can
You need your sleep
Night is better than day
Close your eyes
Staple them shut if you must
And sleep for me
Breathe for me
Maybe marrying a man might help
Men make me merry...
Might make me malicious or murder me,
But men might make me moneyed
My G-d Molly men aren’t monsters
Long hair gets in the way as the guitarist starts to strum, eyes closed, nails long, nails painted, mic close
she’s mine, i’m hers, honey, darling, baby, love me and i’ll love you
How could i have been assaulted again?
I must have asked for it
I was leading him on anyway
I’m hungry
I’m always hungry
Blame it on what you want but it’s just biology
Humans, just like any other mammal,
Need to keep their blood glucose levels stable
“You’re so interesting/mysterious/hard to know”
Men seem obsessed to crack my shell
“Let me get to know you/buy you a drink/come over/watch a movie with you”
I should be barefoot
My greasy feet could match my greasy intent
“Pay attention to me!” I cried
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I ached for something different
