Homegirl

I’m trying to figure out when it became cool to hate.
When it became acceptable,
almost expected of you
to look the girl that walks passed you
up and down,
mentally approve or disapprove of her outfit
and hair
then verbally sign the verdict slip
by discussing your findings with your homegirl
walking beside you.

The same homegirl that nine times out of ten
you say degrading phrases about to the next person,
making them “promise” not to go back repeating your words.
& if you don’t make them “promise”
then almost positively
when you are confronted about it, you deny it.
All the while, preaching to the ones doing the same to you
“If you have somethin’ to say, say it to my face!”
Making that bold front you put on, convert to italicized
because now you are leaning towards hypocrisy.

Put your head on straight,
because if you keep carrying your nose too high,
it is going to make it difficult to follow your path.
There is a difference between conceit and humble confidence.
One is unflattering, while the other earns appreciation.
Instead of being self-praising by putting yourself on a pedestal,
put the pedestal in the hands of others,
and see who then places you on top.
Earn your respect through acting in a fashion that
silently demands it.

There is a point of realization, and a destination of change.
I do not blame women personally for having such an underlying
deceitful and conniving manner of dealing with others.
Primitively, we are all descendants of Eve, right?



Stormi J

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