hello family
hello friends
hello lover
Ive defended each of you in different ways
and I'm starting to regret those days
hello everybody
strangers in the stands
little bugs in the sand

you can hear me as I scream
stop
listen to me
stop judging me instead of you
I'm my concern , and yours is you
and stop contradicting with everything you do
like saying uninvited criticism is obviously rude
so why you do it so often too?
like it's ok for me but not for you

just stop
stop jumping to conclusions
making an a** of me
but more so you
because what I say is true
and if logic had a spokes person
it'd be me and not you

f*cken stop
stop with this hierarchy shit
and stop acting like you've given much without knowing you'd benefit from it

stop
the lying
and the seething
better stop that heavy breathing
stop the guilt trips
stop them lips
you can stop the convo before I rudely end it

your ways are leaving me dauntless
I don't understand
it's toxic
I can't breath
give me space
pretty please
give me compassion
give me the respect I f*cken seek
and when you talk to me
talk like you'd like to hear
please because
my patience is wearing thin
stop breeding more conflict with me sis
f*cken stop it
stop talking behind my back
and stop smiling in my face right after slashing my image


you can stop
I don't understand psychotic
I don't relate to god complex
I don't relate to the drama
I do relate to the trauma
but we hold it different
I don't relate to your privilege
and I certainly don't wanna harbour your complexes
so you can stop


stop
stop with the bullsh*t
stop asking me the same questions
are you avoiding,
are you angry
are you ok,
are you using
are you sure your life is better these days
didn't you hear the answers I've already told you
over and over
roll me over
hear, hear I'm sickly
not so big news
you don't listen
you don't get me

just stop
go get some hearing aids
repeating myself is turning me renegade
got me flipping anger
I worked hard to be nice
for f*ck sakes
I suggest you watch what you say
my patience is on vacation these days

stop
asking me for so much more
while you only implore the shallowest depths of my reservoir
stop
expecting calmness after creating a storm
stop speaking without thinking
then being mad when you get a reaction unwished for
stop acting like you know best
then showing you only knew much less
stop trying to mold me for you
I'm not clay I'm a f*cken human
stop



© Jada E. Clark