I am a combination of my family.
I am a war fought within myself.
We cannot have a holiday without a fight,
And religion, politics and football a screaming in my veins.
I am a women from a collapsing matriarchy,
Who sways her opinion in age,
But could **** you with one look.
I don’t give a **** if I inconvenience you
Because I am fighting for my freedom with An expensive taste in scotch.
I am young, I am youth, and I am confused
Surrounded by people who have their **** together.
I am holding back tears
When I am told I should stop dreaming, because this is my reality.
I am full as I continue to eat,
Because everything is a competition in my family
And they didn’t let me play dodge ball with the boys.
I am a stone cold fox who gets torn down
By those I’ve known my whole life.
They strip away my confidence
As I hide in the corner.