Marble with me so I know it’s real  

Being

a woman is so hard

Being black ain’t too far  

I didn’t ask to be here 

Then I learned I’m really not supposed to be here  

Just being is hard. 

more sensitive than I’d like to admit.

my brain, my workspace

both a mess

I’m so ready to just unravel.  

Let this plane swallow me whole.  

Either way this destination is certain. 

mood