Sometimes I shave my legs and sometimes I don't
Sometimes I comb my hair and sometimes I won't
Depend of how the wind blows I might even paint my toes
It really just depends on whatever feels good in my soul
I'm not the average girl from your video
And I ain't built like a supermodel
But I learned to love myself unconditionally
Because I am a queen
I not the average girl from your video
My worth is not determined by the price of my clothes
No matter what I'm wearing I will always be
India.Arie
When I look in the mirror and the only one there is me
Every freckle on my face is where it's suppose to be
And I know my creator didn't make no mistakes on me
My feet, my thighs, my lips, my eyes, I'm loving what I see
I'm not the average girl from your video
And I ain't built like a supermodel
But I learned to love myself unconditionally
Because I am a queen
I not the average girl from your video
My worth is not determined by the price of my clothes
No matter what I'm wearing I will always be
India.Arie
: Video by India.Airie
Kyan P.O.V.
"You look so pretty," Khalil kissed my neck laying between my legs. "I just wanna devour you right here." His tongue slithered down my chest. I trembled. Sometimes I really hate my life. He kisses me like he loves me. He touches me with such determination. Some might say it's love, but I know it's not. I was only 8 years old.
"Why are you doing this to me?" I asked.
"Because you've been a bad girl," he whispered sliding my panties off.
"Daddy said boys aren't supposed to touch down there," I grabbed his hand.
"They're not, but this is your punishment Kyan for being bad. And don't tell your parents or they'll punish you again," he smirked.
"Can you stop? It stings," I cried.
"You'll get used to it. Then we'll be moving on to a different punishment."
I never got used to the feel of his crusty fingers inside of me. I cried and cried each time. I avoided him as much as possible. But when I moved out of my parents house, it got worse. He would randomly pop up at my house. I would have to lock myself in and pretend I was sleep or something.
"Kyan you okay?" Bethany asked. I laughed nervously.
"Yeah I'm good. Just thinking about the other night," I shrugged.
"Oh Teariny, I took Kyan to the club the other night and she spilled Hennessy all over the owner of the club. I ain't taking her ass nowhere else," Bethany laughed.
"It was her first time, you should have kept her on a tight leash. I fault you," Teariny said. I chuckled.
"Girl whatever. Kyan is grown," Bethany rolled her eyes.
"I can't even drink yet," I pushed her arm. "But I felt so bad. And he was so fine."
"Did you at least apologize?" Teariny asked.
"Yes I did. And we're going to leave it at that," I shrugged.
"I would've bought him another drink," Bethany smirked.
"You would've ended your night in his bed," Teariny laughed. I shook my head as we walked through the mall.
"I need to be getting home. My folks probably waiting on me," I mumbled.
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