I know what you’re thinking
Will this beautiful, exotic, hothouse flower
Drown under the waves of pitiful scrutiny
Or crumble into the quicksand of emotions
The answer, ladies, is as it has always been
No and no. No and no. No. And. No.
Not a bone in my body cares what others think
And I play soccer when it comes to catching feelings
So don’t expect me to not be twice as strong
As I was the last time you saw me moving forward
Because I know what you’re thinking; the answer is no.
Now let’s keep this river flowing, shall we?
Some of you will be looking for a savior
But worry not, girls, I don’t need one
I have never, will never need a savior
I was born to be my own savior.
This one took me awhile to write and edit, so I hope you liked the finished product. Thanks for reading.