You say my story is beautiful
Sometimes when we disagree your words aren't equal
From your mouth you said you don't mind my trials and pain
Every little mistake I make you start bursting into flames
You shame at my scars and bruises
When there are reasons behind it
Stating that you love my stretch marks
But don't treat them like a work of art
You do the opposite which is handing me magazines
Or showing me Instagram models but who needs that when I'm already a queen?
Pointing at my hair complaining that it's crappy
Comparing me to girls which doesn't make me happy
Yelling out "you're too tall and slim!"
If that's the case why aren't you with them?
Don't tell me you love me and then we argue
You can't have my rhythm without my blues
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My Thoughts In Poetry💬✍🏾
PoetryA compilation of poems that speaks on what's in my heart This picture doesn't belong to me but to its rightful owner.
