My hearts on my sleeves,
But I'm afraid of love.
I'll roll up my sleeves,
And make it harder for them to reach.
I'll make it a challenge for them to obtain my sacred treasure,
And gain control over me.
Don't hate me.
And don't frown upon me.
For my thoughts and actions,
Are methods of protection.
Something some people fail to belive in.
If my vulnerability is to be placed on my sleeves
Out in the open.
For anyone to violate and/or demean.
Than I'll take drastic measures
And protect my vulnerability at any and all means necessary
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"And don't frown upon me.
ReplyDeleteFor my thoughts and actions,
Are methods of protection."
I can relate to that shit mah nigga. good poem, keep em coming. i've been directing gurls to this blog for some cool poems lol
I made my man read this
ReplyDeletegoooood stuff!