Dealing with a broken past
They wonder why I'm so ambitious
Such a fighter it's ridiculous
They can't kill my confidence
It's impossible to act out of negligence
No harm,
They said I was never good enough
They said I was too weak for tough
They told me to take a sit and watch
Dark future I needed a torch
They wonder why I dress so right
Why I watch what I eat and diet
Why I keep it fresh and clean
Good presentation is everything
No harm,
They said I was too ugly to fit in
Too fat to run the race and win
Too dirty to hang with sophisticated
Not cool I was vindicated
They wonder why I'm a man hater
Why no man can be my half that's better
Why masculinity doesn't have me intrigued
Teflon coated walls, men leave fatigued
No harm,
Men tore me and broke me to weak
Monsters with dicks I couldn't kick
Roughness I bled and I screamed
To believe a man could have me redeemed?
They wonder why I'm happy in solace
Why I smile and glow on my face
Why I'm about my business I don't seem to care
Even with company I'm not there or want to be there
No harm,
I used to scream alone in silence
Terrorized by my passive violence
No one fought for me or stood besides me
I got used to entertaining and keeping me company
I don't mean harm being who I am
No offense but this isn't a game
I'm just dealing with a broken past
Repetition in my circumstance shouldn't be a must.
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A Flowering Girl
PoetryThese are poems of a girl as she goes through various stages and processes in her teen life before she natures into a woman's. Love, hope, pain, and growth among other things are constantly present in this transition.
