Sometimes...

Sometimes:

Sometimes I want to scream to the top of my lungs

And tell the world: Bitch I ain't the one!

I'm not trying to be one of the greats

That goes crazy, then wind up and become

A forgotten special of Unsung

Exploit my pain, Label me insane

An ode to magic

But I'd rather you label me a savage

Instead of some average run around the town girl

Lost in the sauce reciting Gucci quotes

Walking round carrying Gucci totes

Thinking she's the shit

Nah.. don't label me a Queen

Until you can respect me as such

Until you can level up and measure up

To that of a King

Nevertheless I cannot gather

Why a body count even matters?

As if STDs came in sets of threes

I mean yes sex matters, but why so much?

Can you even carry on a stimulating conversation

Before trying to stick the tip in, penetration?

I mean, what is even dating?

Wait... that apparently is called "talking"

That's silly as hell to me

As if you sit in silence with everybody else that walks in

First comes the love, then comes the marriage;

What happened to that?

Seems all wrapped in petty things

Like not apologizing and

Not texting back

But go ahead, label me insane

You could even label me a savage

I'd rather you label me a Queen though

But please... don't label me average.

- Daisy Lane