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She reads too much, sees too much – all that opinion – such a fuss
She feels too muchReels too much, Thinks about
Her ideals too, trust. Hears too much, talks too much – always has a retort and such
She slays too much, Plays too much, Works hard,Has troubled days too much
Each month for a weekShe Bleeds too much
Too loud too boastyand needs too much. Some say her baby feeds too much
Too strongtoo fragileand soft to touch
Some say she’s brisk and lost all love should suffer fools –They’ve had less luck
She’s too complex but simple still. Exerts too much of her free will.
Oh yeah, and thenShe’s not enough, sometimes she goes outLooking rough
Sometimes She doesn’t answer calls,Some days She wants to do eff-all
Her hair’s too short it was too long,She’s past the point of wearing thongs
She sports a pouch,Sagged, stretch marked breasts so clearly this means that’s she’s less.
Less than gracefulLess than charmed,All she seems to do is harm
She’s less than stableDour/ fatigued,She’s less than capable of need
She’s got no right to feel so cool just cos the world has messed up rules
She’s got no right to march, protest – what good can come from her unrest.
Despite toomuchless-thans and shoulds that bint – Watch her – still knows she could
She’s got some frontstill hopesAchieves
Creates her own peaceful reprieve.
She cries sometimes but not a lot, releases pain that time forgot
She loves her lifeand does her best,Maintains her standardsRarely frets
Because you see the ting it is She’s lived forever as a Miss,
She knows the trapsMalformed Regression –SystematicBold Oppression,
Experienced the sexed-up touch of silly boys with nothing much
At leastNot for respect of her,Bespectacled Unique Reserved.
She cares about those that she sees, Cares the world is on its knees
Cares about the soulsRejected
Her at times She’d not perfected,Womanhood as they saw fit
Doling out prolific trysts
Cares about the human causeand how a warm heart dies, withdraws.
Tolerated ego boss, man didn’t earnyet had her trust
But it’s all good – despite the noise and failed attempts to self-destroy
Myths of beauty, lighter skin and bone straight hair down to my shins
a being – keen woman
I love this