IF YOU HAVE NOTHING TO SAY

*IF YOU HAVE NOTHING TO SAY*

Story of my fucking life.
This is where I always make the mistake of divulging too much to a person
who gets off on feeling superior.
Shit, I don’t need a second parent soliciting unasked for advice then praising me on accomplishments that a woman my age doesn’t really need as if I were thirsty for it.
I’m a whole grown woman, not a child. 😕
My life is not front page news for you be so bored that you think must contact me
just for entertainment.
For in time these reasons will eventually
be realized.
When you text, have something to say,
when you call, have something to say
or don’t text or call at all.
I’m shutting up.
You’ll here crickets from me…

© she
February 23, 2018

“I deserve someone who actually gives a fuck about me because I’ve spent my entire life making other people happy when all they did was leave.”

ME, I WAS THE GIRL

“ME, I WAS THE GIRL*

Me, I was the girl
who spoke too white
(proper they called it)
act too white,
dressed too white,
had aspirations that were too white,
was in extracurricular activities
that were considered too white,
and who wasn’t attracted black boys.
Being pulled out of the girls
bathroom stall by bullies
and into the hallway with my
pants around my ankles after
the bell rang and classes got out
this caused me to
become hateful as hell. 😠

©she
February 12, 2018