i'm no ones tragedy muthafuca!

i ain't singing no sadmangoneluvtorn song
i will never be that girl again
pity is wasted on me
i dont want it
save it
use it for yourself
i feel like that volcano that i made in the third grade
it exploded in my mommas kitchen
orange
red
black
on the ceiling
i laughed and she cursed
don't need approval
vindication
or make believe empathy
at this stage in my game
i am fine
sublime
held together with good ish
u couldnt imagine what ive survived
so telling a man to kma
does not send me into orbit or
place a hole in my stratosphere
and if i cry
or u hear tears through the phone
im not weak
im resolute
and the tears floating down my face
are a testament to the strength
that resides in me
im no victim
anymore
im no footstool
anymore
im not THAT girl anymore
im a woman
beautiful
inspired &
here