In this Hobby world I learned a lot and a little about me. We women can change our age and name on a profile, but no matter what we can never stop our true self from peaking out and shining through. We are who we are. And this is a small piece of me I wanted to share for a little understanding.
I spent most of my life as some men's prey.
Someone has always tried to form me as if I was nothing but clay.
Most of my sunny days weren't, they were dark and gray.
God never answered so I stopped caring I stopped to pray.
But I never stopped wishing or hopping for a better day.
Always worried about stupid people, their thoughts, or what they'd might say.
I am strong NOW. Now I ask who the FUCK are YOU and who the FUCK are THEY?
This is ME and I am the creator.
Maybe I argue but I was born a debater.
I listen to no one, I have no dictator.
I say FUCK the WORD b/c I know what its like to look into the eyes of a traitor.
I don't spent time worrying what negative people think, my mind is on something greater.
If you don't understand by now you may need a translator.
This poem is simply a Hi how are you? Or a fuck you if you are a Hater.
A peice of me.
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