these girls are trying to be queens

the revolution is near. we're sick of trying to be tough. we used to think you had the power to tear our hearts away. we are slowly getting our conciousness back and becoming more aware of this world full of poems and paintings. i guess this means we're through, or it means we're breaking. keep an eye on him. just look what he's done, just look. it feels alright sometimes, and i keep repeating this as my thoughts get deeper. hundred lights flash through the paking lot, a hundred lights on me, a hundred different fires, a hundred different passions. you'd think i was scared, i'd rather be young. follow your ambitions. follow that record's tune. follow follow follow. my brain elapses sometimes. what do you think now? what will you think when you see me? when i'm sick, when i'm dead, when i forget, will you forget? never forget. i'm losing everything.

i know this world is changing. i'm aware of everything as long as my eyes give me sight. women of the world, so amazing. be afraid. be afraid. be afraid. fear nothing. i fear nothing. these girls are trying to be queens, they do not know we are goddessess. beautiful melanites so beautiful shades of browns. hair in coils, kinks, like strength. you people work so hard for it to be straight. you mutiliate your scalps. you hate yourselves. but fuck you for hating it. fuck you for this tom foolery, this trickery, this mental trap, this. i love us. i love us more than you can imagine.