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Joy B Oct 2018
How the hell is she
Supposed to be powerful
In a world where power is diminished?

She’s brave.
She’s strong.
She’s fighting against herself.

She can only see
Her flaws and her weakness.
Will she be who everyone knows she is?

Powerful and happy,
Loving and magnificent,
The light of my life.
Joy B Sep 2018
How do you tell someone
something big that you have done?
Will they hate you?
Will they love you?
Will they tell you to run?

You will need to have trust.
It’s important. Please, you must.
You have to risk it
You’ll be okay.
Just wipe off all the dust

And tell your beautiful story.
The world will see your glory.
No matter what
Please open up
Feel free and please tell me.
Joy B Sep 2018
You want me to bow at your feet.
Give you all the glory
You think you deserve.
Well, I walk in like a storm on a summer’s day

Want me to be completely honest?
You deserve to rot
Melt away    
Disappear from existence

But here’s what I want to actually happen:
I want you to be happy
For you to have joy
To see the world as good

I know what you did was wrong.
You know what you did was wrong.
Just go on in the world spreading love,
Because when my daughter asks about my childhood,

I want her to see the world as it should be
Beautiful
Kind
Lovely

Not as it is.
Full of people like you
Who think they can get away
With things like what you did to me.
Joy B Sep 2018
I know I’m never best
Not even second best
But when you use me like that
When I’m your toy that you play with for a while
At least until something better comes along

                          I guess I’m more useful than I thought.

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