Vow to a “name”

I feel like im in a battle of testosterone

So in—timid

Within this head of mine-astray within this space

All because opinions that state

A must to be “scared”

A caring to have a waste

So they give stares as they take

Each piece of this heart of mine

I wont mention of its breaks;

These derivations of; this state–

Of MINE–

“But” being so “bold” looks far better on “MINE”–

And thats so in–timid (intimate)

—i guess i ate as i wait

I said that as if I wasnt the one to FIX this SHIT on my plate–

Imean- (prey her)

this cheap ass— Stake?

Such a blessing–but if i’m guessing

I AM

It’s all because a rather to have “Baby Girl” in this place

—that’s not , Me.

“GIRL Gang” – she do it Alone

Indi

-Mitchell.Tie

Published by Alpha’s Poetry notes

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