I am a beautiful woman. According to many that means absolutely nothing. What does it mean? Does it mean that several before me were treated as such? Or is it the ones born after me that get more attention because puberty hit them like a Mack truck having the male species questioning if going to jail Is worth the freshly brewed flower known as the newborn vagina. People call me several things, fat, ugly, or just a plain man simply due to the creators known as my parent's and god himself blessed me with a unique voice and several assets to go along with it. I may be a little different.... Or a lot different, but does that stop me from living my life the way I want to when I want to how I want to? My glow is pending, at an average 20% I've been trough many things. Personally no one's business then the ones that were with me through it all or that one man who puts up with my ways because deep down he knows I've been through some things. Now a day's who hasn't? So dear men, thank you for telling me "I'm not worth it." "I'm not your type." It shows that I'm no one's worth other then my own as someone once told me "Never get discouraged." So no I will not be little myself not for you or no other who can't clearly see that I'm the shit. Let it be known my name isn't "Lil baby.", "Ay Ma.", and I damn sure isn't "Fat bitch" So peace two fingers.
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Forbidden Ode. Book One
ChickLitIts a game we once learned as a child to express the things you believe the most. No one never said that being a women in the eyes of others would create chaos of destruction.
