This ones for all the survivors in the world
For all the ones who are still here
When I say the ones that are still here I'm talking about women
Yes ladies I'm talking to you but before I start I want to say thank you
Because you're just the heart and soul of the earthThe differences between you and me don't matter at least that's what most men say
I'm sure you've heard or felt some way about a guy
But hear me out when I say be careful
Because when a boy says he loves you he means many different things
Sometimes it's his desperation to enrich himself and make his body just a little more of a safe place to be in and his hate filled stares and his rough and rigid hands start to make you feel insecure about yourself
What he wants is a piece of your purity in his life and when he starts to get curious about your body you start to realize why he started seeing you more
Because a man's word is often seductive and not productive and just because something is "man-made" doesn't mean that it was made with the same love he swears he gives to you
This voice not made for singing but this piece will be the catchy tune that fills your mind
The words you hear as you get ready to unwind
A woman's mind is as strong and bright as a golden ring
The knowledge inside shining brighter than any piece of jewelry his money can buy
Because that money isn't anything but a contract the more he spends the longer you stay all it does is not make you realize this the same man that wanted to make you a "Better you" This is the same man who takes his time to take you anywhere This is the same man who told you he would always be there
This is the same man who keeps you up at 4 in the morning because he's not next to you so you're wondering who he's next to
that same man who wanted your body in high school is the same man who doesn't understand the mansion that lies within what lies beyond a girls body
Take him to a museum let him realize that other things have history too
And even though you used to love him so
you're glad that he's finally left you alone
Women are supposed to have high standards men say
By how am I as a woman supposed to have high expectations and standards when I can't even have a high self esteem because all you see is the curves in my body
When I say high expectations all they want me to do is stick to the script and sticking to the script is not disobeying his command because he can be a very scary person when he's hungry and when he's hungry he only wants one thing from you and that's a bite of your sacred food
But with every conversation that food gets colder and colder by the second and seeing him in person only makes it worse
That hunger has been his fuel since high school
And every time he sees you his appetite always comes back
when he's hungry he's not the one you loved yet he's the same man who told you he loved you
Light and dark don't take sides but if they were on the same side would you trust it?
The difference between me and you is that you've been through all the darkness and still your little light shines
There's a reason so many men want a piece of you
There's a reason so many men are inspired by you
That's the difference between me and you

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Poetry is like numbers
ПоэзияA few small poems about how I've felt about myself and just life in general. I've felt isolated for quite a while and I thought now would be a good time to talk about it