Trying to create a pretty picture, glitter lips and thick hips, padded bras and fake tips, baby your beautiful is all she wants to hear, what joy it would bring to her listening ear, afraid to be alone so she loses herself trying to cater to a man who is steadily looking for the next. Hunnie your beautiful inside and out enhance your beauty when you feel like it, not to please a man who only seems to like it but doesn’t care to understand. He doesn’t know what’s its like to be a woman loving on a man, trying her best to show she’s worthy now she don’t understand.…

Mirror image help me re shape and mold myself to what seems to be the bigger picture. Confusion among us all. What defines a Queen with no crown, not shattered nor tore just dispositioned mental decisions. Self inflicted hurt taking heed to someone else’s description of who they think I’m suppose to be. Making irrational decisions off non realistic emotions created in the heat of a moment where silence should have won. By: Delawna H.

I am enough because I said so, no longer will I be a victim of self inflicted pain created by your physiological mishaps, your desire to be intrigued by my vulnerabilities, your indisposition to change, or your apathetic approach toward Communication.You had me thinking something was wrong with me, looking in the mirror like who would want me. Tears running down my face imagining I had someone else’s face, and body, maybe that would make you stay. So I bended and folded becoming exactly who I thought you wanted me to be only to later realize that these new behaviors were a representative of the real me, ashamed of myself…