"Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size But when I start to tell them, They think I'm telling lies. I say, It's in the reach of my arms, The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. I walk into a room Just as cool as you please, And to a man, The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees. Then they swarm around me, A hive of honey bees. I say, It's the fire in my eyes, And the flash of my teeth, The swing in my waist, And the joy in my feet. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. Men themselves have wondered What they see in me. They try so much But they can't touch My inner mystery. When I try to show them, They say they still can't see. I say, It's in the arch of my back, The sun of my smile, The ride of my breasts, The grace of my style. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. Now you understand Just why my head's not bowed. I don't shout or jump about Or have to talk real loud. When you see me passing, It ought to make you proud. I say, It's in the click of my heels,The bend of my hair, the palm of my hand,The need for my care. 'Cause I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me."
Laila I was sitting by the ocean, it was currently a chilly night in Los Angeles. It was the best time for me.. I could think freely and brainstorm my favorite poems. I was currently enjoying Phenomenal Woman by Maya Angelou, and it always made me feel better about myself. I was an only child in a broken home, I didn't have any friends, I lived alone in a small apartment, and I throughly enjoyed my space but, I longed for genuine male attention. niggas out here we're only chasing cat, and I was way too level headed to let anyone use me. I stood up closing my freshly bought notebook, I was a writer, but I didn't have any thing to write about lately, my mind has been a blank, life has been a blur.
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I walked over to my car and I unlocked it, I threw my notebook and pen on my passenger seat and I closed the door. I jogged to the driver side and got in . I took a deep breath, said a quick prayer, buckled up.. and pulled off. Ever since I lost my Mother to a car wreck, driving spooked me completely. After, my long journey to my side of town, I parked in my usual spot. I gathered my things and made my way inside . The apartments weren't the best, but I could them home. The cosy and friendly atmosphere the hood had is something money could never beat, and because of that... I'll never leave my paradise. I made my way inside my apartment, I made sure to close the door and lock the various locks. Even though the hood is nice, it's still the hood regardless.
This is a slight inside of Laila's life before Jayceon and Elijah. I would do flashbacks constantly
