Yes, my vagina smells,
Yes, my breasts hang,
Yes, I have mood swings,
Yes, sometimes my insecurities override my senses,
Yes, I deserve to be loved and
Yes, I will cry to you and tell you that I don’t deserve
love.
But yes, when you put your arms around me it is an assurance
in my mind.
No I am not being weak or your maid,
It is just my juice to gather myself and fight,
When I say I need you I never lied.
I still may think I am useless and still get insecure,
But please, pretty please,
Put your arms around me once a while and let me cry.
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