They say that you want it
The booty that he's flaunting
But you better step away
And go on with your day
I don't take to lightly
Those who want what's mine
I know my man's not homosexual
Or that we aren't official
Actually, we're nothing at all
But don't get too excited
I'll strike you down like lightning
And we're official when I give the call
So go on, go away now
Stop looking at my man now
Not you, but for me, I made him fall
So take your bloody excuses
Before you get electrocuted
and leave what's mine alone
You say I don't know you
You're a threat, do I have to?
So leave now before I drag your ass out the door
You have no more time
I don't take to lightly
Those who want what's mine
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A Mental Trip
PoetryThe poems of a depressed nonbinary POC throughout high school, into college, and through first loves and toxic relationships. Hopefully, this shows people that they are not alone in their pain and that there can be something better on the other si...
