No Answer.

do not call me resilient
the backbone of your little world

do not call me the one
that will suffer for your consequences
to be patient
so you can hold me accountable
for your discrepancies

do not call me the one that will absorb your pain
and give birth to something pretty
to be both mother and father

do not call me the strong one that will carry
a whole village on her tired bones
the one that will bite her tongue
while your legs are nowhere to be found

do not call me the one that will reap the benefits in the afterlife
because she suffered silently here alone int the dark

do not call me because I won’t answer

 

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RIDER

she was feeding love to your potential
you were seeing your bad habits
when giving love away was messing with her own supply
she went back working for herself
left you singing to your lone self