a list poem for working-class girls trying to grow up and into themselves
1. It is okay to leave anyone and anything and anyplace that makes you feel like shit. It’s hard, but it’s okay. And fuck explaining anything to anyone, unless you want to. Let them fucking wonder.
2. Know who the fuck…
I’m basically lecturing you guys out there, sorry lol. (And I def used the poorest metaphor in this, in fact it wasn’t even a metaphor)
THIS IS WHY WE FRIENDS.
WE LIVE THE SAME LIFE.
I LOVE HER.
Once a child is touched. Is he still pure?
If touched too soon they are deemed rotten.
No longer tasteful. If the child grows into the thought as spoiled he will reject all beliefs as fruitful. This occurs when the roots and tree do not align.
Know your history therefore you’ll know your worth.
Respect your present.
Believe in the future.
If you do not know your history breathe and then begin to write.