I didn't know which flair to post this to

I love to be creative and I'm really talented with words. I'm getting more confident in doing so and showing my self through words. The more I come back to myself, the more creative I get and I have a lot to thank FDS for and therapy.

I got inspired by a post about haikus made by @Myplummms when I got a comment from @Jaelismyhomegirl said that my haikus sounded poetic.

Well I made one, you can make it a rap or read it in a poetic way and tbh I think it's sick, I made this in less then 5 minutes.

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What do you expect? For me to lay down and say yes please? To get me down on my knees and say yes please?

How you think you are above me, high above flowing, when your reducing hairline is the only thing that is showing.

My standards are existing, I level up on the living. The you that preach you are a king but I don't see you GIVING.

What do you expect? For me to lay back and listen? When all I hear is blablabla and your sneak dissing.

That centuries made you think, that you on top of each world, I got you laying in a corner knees up curled.

So fuck yall who think that you got it all coming, you live in your moms basement, white socks with your cheetos hands drumming. Drumming to the beat that is called the patriarchy, I wake you up from your dream, you are a waste of energy.

My queens are rising, my boundaries are firm, don't have a big mouth when all you got is a worm.

We go places, better pray for graces, we don't back down and we pay for no cases.

And for the scrotes that are here lurking better start to wipe your tears. I know that lil ego is filled up with only fears. Since you "go your own way", you know you are only sad. And from the top of my lungs I scream: SCROTE DIE MAD.

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