Blown away by the mourning of nature
Captured by the frame of the green leaves on my blazer
How can my lens captivate this sadness
when my mind can’t even comprehend the madness
The intimidation brings an essence of fear & joy
Just like you made me feel when you asked me to pay you with my body
I am not an object
I am not your toy
I am scared of being a reject
I am scared of being void
Save me from myself before I drown in  oath to which I cannot promise

I am more than the next woman waiting in line
and he is a coward