WHO ARE YOU??
I am a spine filled ghetto
With intellectual notes
That gets stuck in my throat
Mid way down the words become my cloak
I claim not my thorn
I am a womanly girl
With Bobbie sox and Shirley temple curls
That pushes me to the masses
My thorn pushes me to the masses
And its mines!
And can’t nobody tell me about my spirit
That sees deep into those judgmental eyes