Shhh…Be quiet,

Don’t speak.

Using your voice,

They’ll throw away the key.

Black Girl Magic,

They know what it means.

Your voice holds power,

That’s why your silenced

When the world hears,

And shows that your seen.

Don’t be bold,

Be cautious with your words,

The stories yet told,

Due to warning danger that lurks.

In the silence I’ll crumble,

Giving power to the storms that rumble.

Stop trying t...

Playing with fire,

You might get burned.

The funny little lessons

I’ve already learned.

The fire may grow

The fire may simmer,

But all you need to know

Is my light will not dimmer.

I burned to ash,

Broken peices of my past,

Play with my fire,

And you will get burned....

Why do roses have thorns?

Is it to protect the beauty beyond the storms?

Picked and mistreated,

Cut down and depleted.

Armored beauty,

Protected to be completed....

It’s not who I want to be,

This is just who I am.

The war within

Makes all the sound.

I can dream and have vision,

Or stop and give in.

Two choices to one,

Survive or start livin.

Your mind is a garden,

Your thoughts are the seeds.

You can grow flowers,

Or you can grow weeds....