Traffic lights or party lights which one you wanna see when the night comes .
the scarf on my head or the skirt I wear does it define the choice I make ? The book I read and the prayers I do makes me a perfect human ? You called me a devil when I protected and voiced my opionions. You told me to shut up just be simple and adorable . You wanted to change me cause my wildness you couldn’t handle . I am not a doll that should be only cute ,beautiful and adorable . I am fire . A fire that can burn forests if threaten or corned . I am a fire who like to play , shout and run . I am a fire who you need so badly when your stomach growls . I can keep you warm if you treat me right .
The sex I have or the virginity I keep does it make me any less of a women then I am?
Does the make up I wear or being simple I like does it give you the right to laugh on my face ?
Being a women is really hard your judged everywhere on everything and on everything you do as well your judged
abused and here I am writing a riddle of my worthless thoughts will it make a difference
will it make a difference
if I shout I want to disappear into smoke so that I can never be bothered by the pain I feel
You think I am fire so i dont feel pain of burning but I burn just to light up the world
I burn just to breath a bit longer a bit longer .