Cuter In My Picturez

“Eres mas lindo en el foto…”

Well,
Sorry,
Not sorry!
I didn’t know that I was here to give you starry eyes,
While I’m sparring with my demons.
I’m just here for a job,
A simple drop off that you complicated by the lust you are seeking.
Yes!
I couldn’t help but peep it,
Too.
That fat ass and those brown curls,
But,
What I see in you?
Is a woman desperate for to be satisfied on the surface!
And,
I rather spend more time living out my purpose in,
A Glass House where there is no love while I’m hurting and,
What I need is a queen to pick up her king when he’s down.
Not another kick while I’m out on the ground.
Not another rose full thorns being that I rose from the underground,
Already!
What I need is a dove to fly high with me,
Holding hands upsetting everyone expecting me to be petty!
Mind-bending curves
But,
They don’t wash away the dirt off my conscious.
Memories of myself drinking shot after shot and,
Blunt after blunt till I was falling off the rocks!
This…
This life is way too short too be locked in the thought of unlocking your bra and your jeans.
I may not be the looker you had seen,
In my picture.
But,
You’re welcome for the food I brought you underneath the rain while I get sicker from it all.
You know,
From comments like yours while I’m struggling to call on to my savior.
Poetry,
This pen along a pad and a God I favor!
Over booty calls I have to ignore while I’m a road to a peace I can finally savor…