The mind is a kettle.
When the world burns her *** a little too hot
she gets heated; steams & screams.
Yeah, it comes off aggressive
but all this means
is she’s ready to spill the tea.

What are we having tonight?
Soothing sleepytime
or a green caffeine?
That depends…
Does the kettle ponder patiently?
You can’t rush a good brew!
Achieving quality bitterness is time consuming.
The longer she steeps, the stronger the truth.