Bold as the red lipstick on my lips
make a pout-showing that I am the real
Not just a thing or a resource
I wear different clothes nor do I look like everybody else
You see my angst to tell you I am not a fake or a joke
No, don’t tell me I am a robot
Who decides to let the sperm and the egg to copulate, who makes
me?
Who? No one know who make me and you?!
You are not beyond important than me,
because you are here and I see you
I never meet you before;
but now I meet you and other people before you
You and me are different
I don't try to be someone else
so you know I am the real and I know you are the real
You don’t fool me with your charm because i am not charmed like you
bribe me with your gifts because I don’t give freely
you just forget we come with nothingness
But now I have things in me
My doings, my patience carry me through
Your popularity means nothing to me
Because I know it happens with my support and my dependence
Like a White headmaster molests a pretty Black slave
So I quit working with you FOR ME!
Thanks for your bossiness-my rude wakeup!
My confidence boosts!
because I LEFT YOU!
My diligence, patience, intelligence pay off Now I have more skills, more experiences AND not be so needy
My lipstick is so red, so red, so red as a bolder girl pouts at suckers
I don’t let people use me or stomp me until I am flattened
Hey no! I am real real real REAL!
AND I AM NOT YOURS!
Written by: Tamyka Bullen
October 2018