Never have I Ever
Never have I ever loved another so
Your music I find myself lost in my mind awaiting the day I’ll be good enough to be your Muse
Grown physically, but not yet a man
It’s a man I seek
One who allows me to fall comfortably into his Bosom
Independent woman I’ve been for far too much of my existence on this earth
“Gold Digger” they scream
Of what sorts, I question a Queen can’t even ask her king for support
Blasphemy, has this world gone Madd
Normal people labeled as Bipolar to suit their abusers
This world is out of sorts, who will help to return order
Women are working to support men
Wages unequal, when will equality ever be more than just a word?
Is it an Apartment you seek Or is it love
Money, sex, love
Unfortunately for me, there’s been no drugs
I never know when I’ll fall victim to someone else’s lies and end up back in the system
A waiting game I play again for the 15th time in 4 years
It’s an apartment I seek, one from this pain I endure, in this treacherous Cave I once called home
Father Bear is gone, his protection I adore
Alone
My thought fuel me enough I guess
My words like liquid gold for the GODs I sip
How much of me should I let you hold
My fat I mold
And bring front and center
With all my negative thoughts
This body just lacks one thing
A good lipo I seek, to suck all the years of self hatred from my body, my joints ache
A telling of the times.
My diet vegetarian/pescatarian born by the waters edge
except when I’m in here
I’m filled with porks and meats I’d rather not digest
My freedom I miss
When I’m locked in a room
As soon as I’m released and I loose all the fat the torture they return me too, summer after summer my plea remains the same
An apartment please
Sectioning me, they call it to keep me uncomfortable
By now we know who they are as the camera adjust
Their justifications unwise
Who am I but a victim in this world where men make all the decisions
A round table filled with women who look nothing like me
A position I seek to be more powerful, but who’s to listen to a girl they’ve painted as “crazy”
Do my colors fit?
My children in heaven and some Gods choices I try not to question
My one boy traumatized, an Apartment Please
Little crystal gems
Not yet able to come into existence
Death I see no cause for, but it’s present
Nonetheless
Covid has found its way back to my life again.
The money is all they seek
Is it why you’ve come back
In hopes to sue me for what you think I may be keeping in secret as well
Everyone is after somebody else’s something
While there everything waits patiently for someone to love them this much
Well I think I’ve said enough
Ps. I love you
-ChineyB
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