I want to break bottles
I want to scream my lungs out
For the pain and hurt I feel
For how much longer was I willing to be a fool
For how much longer was I willing to doubt my instinct
I am a woman!
A little less calls
Little less messages
And much more busy days
Oh how he was ploughing hay all day
Question is who's hay was he ploughing
Not mine of course
I was played
And shit hurts like hell
But I gat to hurt like a woman and act like a man
Tough call I know
But this is for the woman I am
The sane graceful woman
History has repeated it self
Oh world! Receive your medal
You have managed to break me again.
Loud of applause to my choice of being blind
Loud of applause to my choice of denial
The stage was set, the play was played and here we stand
I am a woman
I know I will make through this
Because black don't crack.
I live for another day
Another heart to love
And give thanks for the lessons learned
Resident Blogger: Maryanne Nyambura
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