My innocence was taken
I took it out on myself
I took mushrooms
I took weed
I took acid
I took ecstacy
I couldn’t find myself
until I removed the chemicals
that were taking a hold
of my serotonin receptors
Inside emotions were kept for
years upon years upon
ears of popcorn
and apples,
all I ate for three months,
dropped thirtty pounds,
bought a new bunch
everyday at a&p
produce stickers
paper sticking to me
I talk too much about my past
when I write, when I rap
narcissist saving the world
expelling the perils
of being a girl,
trying to promote
all shapes and sizes
positive body image
but what I find is
it’s a little more me
to write about shit
than positivity
rather write to scare
than to fake my public service
it’s a little more me
to expose the hypocrisy
that white America serves us

Art:

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