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In a state of mind
Am I fighting with myself
Disregard the weaves no matter how laid they are
Black men don’t turn around to see the sisters anymore
Not feeling put together today
Does it even matter?
No one is looking my way
Feeling like I should force the eyes
Force the attention
Make it so you have to look
So you have to see
Who is she?
That is me.
Self doubt says no.
You who are never on time and always delayed?
You who procrastinate and never know why?
You who plan for 3 hours then try to do it all in 1?
You’re unrealistic. You’re wishing on a star. You don’t have the discipline. You can’t.
In a state of mind
Am I fighting with myself
Who do I believe
Can I do it?
Do I even try?
Fighting with myself.
Fighting with myself.
Who wins? We’ll have to wait and see.