I kan right pawms
But, I somtaimes kannot

That lipstick
Rosy Red

That Foundation
Not match that neck

That Eyeshadow
Black

That makeup be whack

Jaiymez Sharls queen

I just want to go to sleep
But my mother weeps
So I guess I'm not sleeping

To finish your own life by hand,
May seem like the right thing to do.
But to free yourself from this land,
Is to imprison those that love you.

Don't be like scissors?
Don't cut me like paper into many pieces?
And toss me away.

Don't be like a knife?
Cutting me up like steak.
Least, you not cooking me.

Don't be like hate?
A disease hurting within.
But be like love?
Offering this to everyone.

And simply sit back and watch the joy.