Getting knocked around. No. Mama thinks I am some clown. She’s right. I’ve danced long enough. Painted up. I’m not trumpin. Trippin.
How did it feel reading my story? Not so good. Waaaa. To bad. I won’t clean that shit show up that’s what she got.
I paid the price.
And I’m paid in full now. So she can just do whatever. I’m Not burger king girl. You had it your way long enough. Now I get mine. Orders up.
To bad if you don’t like how I wrote it like I felt it. I won’t lie. I’ve been a lie long enough.
Go. Block and hide like a coward. That’s not me.
We collectively can change.
Show up. Do. Work on it. Crucify that flesh. Submit to the authority. Now