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.

3–18–18

Photo by David Hofmann on Unsplash

This one took me awhile to write and edit, so I hope you liked the finished product. Thanks for reading.

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