What is dispose,
the waste of out with the old
bring in the real.
When everything is outta control
pour from my soul
drugs of the common cold.
Praying just for a fight
to wake up on the right, Queen in red, black, and white.
Reaching every obstacle of every goal.
Not stopping, knowing i’ll never fold.
Switching up the way I move
never allowing someone to ruin me like a troll.
I got me from beginning, too end just like I was told.
Do you know what it means to grow?
Find a solution on your own,
stay solid, standing tall and don’t fall.
It’s like love making on the wall,
legs up and hands is your guidance.
A whole other level, that no one but a gemini, cancer, and scorpio can control.
Thought do they know
feeling like a climax between two bodies.
Or dancing in the rain,
dreams of getting married, big kuntry wedding.
Standing in guard mode, when someone speaks my name.
In and out of our minds, of our own box
riding in the car that we just hot boxed,
peeling out like the beat box.
Playing double games like the Red Sox.
Keeping it ahunnid,
cause i’m ya only lady
that will always have ya back!
About the Creator
Tecoria Savage
Poetry is for the soul, speak the words of wisdom and love. My words are loving for Justice for the world and my community. To settle arguments for families that are in need. Respecting the ones that can’t and settling for the truth.
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