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Aug 2019
My body is an art
Complements from you don't bother me
So these words hardly get to my heart
I'm not just a girl you met a few weeks ago
But I'm a queen of my own world

"You're beautiful" he says
You're so predictable
So typical
Apparently I'm supposed to believe everything you say
But I'm not gonna fall for it anyway

He held my waist and pulled me closer
He was plugged, I didn't know he was a stoner
Before I knew it he's hands were all over

I'm not just a girl you met a few weeks ago
But I'm a queen of my own world
I cannot allow you inside the castle
Not inside the lords temple
What would I resemble myself as

They will call me names
And start to saying things
But I'm a queen of my own world

I swear I swear, I cannot dare
To let you in
I have fears I cannot face
I have a voice I cannot raise
Because I'm just a queen of my own world

I'm not strong enough i know
But I'm strong enough to with hold the pian you brought
To my heart

All because you didn't listen when
I said my body is an art
I'm a girl
Of cause you'll think
I'm not smart
Because I'm a queen of my own world
Impearled by a thousand angels around me
A thousand worlds surround me
Crowds support me
They stand by me
Hand in hand
Because the understand

You took advantage of me
You broke my heart
And left it unband-aid
You dreamt of taking my virginity
My only little dignity left
Took my souls best
And left my heart to rest
You know I'm not just a girl you met a few weeks ago but
I'm a queen of my own world
Onalenna Nkoketsang
Written by
Onalenna Nkoketsang  17/F/Gaborone
(17/F/Gaborone)   
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