"And So what?,"
If I am happen to be wearing my emotions on my face.
Stop asking me to smile for you. around about this time,
I'm feel it'll be nothing but a waste.
Excuse me, pardon me dum, if I'm that Black, pardon me
again, that African-American Barbie Doll Queen you thought I had become. And if you could see what I see, you'll see that you are not
All you said
you'll be.
So,
Don't treat me like the child that you would love to see smile.
And so what if I had your dum ass believing you were my Ken.
It reminded of the time you played me like Bardie.
Flash!
I'm not your dummy.
So what if I played your ass like Venice violins? And when all this drama ends,
I serious doubt I wouldn't recognizes your face in a crowd,
long less be your friend.
But through It all,
I still remain me....
Short haired
Natty headed
Ego trippin
Poverty stricken
But never stinkin
Cool-hearted
HOT ASSED
Having you believing
But never seeing
Man chasing
Pussy eating
Bitch.
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PoetryI wanted someone to take an interest in me not as a pretty face but because I had something to say. I wanted my poetry to feel ugly. When I was a little girl, I was told, little girls should always act like a lady. I had to lose my voice just so...
