"Again?" He asked.
"Later" She said.
But later became right then and right there.
"Not now" became that very second,
that minute.
He didn't accept no,
But she was so broken
She couldn't let go.
J.M

She said she will,
but doesn't mean she wants too.
She said she can,
but doesn't mean she needs too.
She said "not now"
But it didn't stop you.
J.M

I changed the colour of my hair from brunette to blonde
not for me but for you
maybe then you might respond

I got rid of my natural nails and replaced them with longer more colourful gel ones with lots of details.
not for me but for you

I stopped wearing sweats or comfortable pants and shirts, I now wore dresses and short skirts
not for me but for you

I  tossed my sneakers and flats, started wearing high heels which are all lined at my doormats
not for me but for you

I spoke softer, more high pitched just like every woman "should"
you make it a part of womanhood.
not for me but for you.

Is there anything you would like me to change?
Is there anything more you want me to rearrange?
Of course it's not gonna be for me, it would be for you.
Afterall, it's a game you play, it's the thing you do.
Not for me but for you.

"GET OVER IT!" She said as if depression can be remedied
by any of the contents found in a first aid kit.