''Kendrick speaks to me... in a different light then most . Some just jam to the music while i listen to find words of hope.''
When you think of hell you think some underground prison while i think of hell on earth. I sit now in a stool infront of a square shaped mirror trying to find some light in my life, My face covered in make-up while my hair straighten to the gods as i watched Britney, Another stripper friend appear from behind me in my mirror reflection.
'' You're next sweet heart.''Her voice echoing in my ear as her plump pink lips met face with my temple before disappearing to her locker. I simply nodded to myself while still gazing in the mirror ,Rising to my feet & letting my robe drop revealing my barely clothed body . I took once last look at what i've become before letting my hips sway as i made my way to the stage.
Clear mind.
Clear Mind.
Clear Mind.
All for her.
When you dance you try your best to not think of the hundreds of men that stare you down like a thick, juicy steak freshly cooked while sizzling with the best spices. Closing my eyes as I make my way up the pole i try to imagine.... peace. Try to black out every single screaming man as they throw their last at the stage. Twirling down into a full split , working my way into each & every beat i imagine ... peace. Yet it's something my life lacks without that lit plant .
Another show,Another dollar. While my fifteen minutes of fame came to an end as i gathered up my chump change , Wrapping a medium size rubber band around each bundle & stuffing each bundle into a black gym bag. Afer retrieving my chump change i quickly made my way to the dressing room which smelt of ciroc and kush . My nose flared from the stinch as i made my way to my locker.
''Sick ass bitches.'' I simply mumbled under my breath while stripping from these 'clothes'.Dressing in new attire which was nothing special just my bandana joggers & plain tee with my beat nike slides , I made an turn to the door almost running out of that hell hole.
