KunoichiOut My Mind Just in Time

KunoichiOut My Mind Just in Time

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Somebody almost walked off with all of my stuff

Somebody almost walked off with all of my stuff.
And didn't care enough to send a note home saying,
'I was late for my solo conversation or two sizes too small for my own tacky skirts.'

What can anybody do with something of no value on an open market?
Did you get a dime for my things?
“Hey man, where are you going with all of my stuff?
This is a woman's trip and I need my stuff to oooh and aaaah about.”

Honest to God, somebody almost ran off with all of my stuff.
And I didn't bring anything except the kick and sway of it.
The perfect ass for my man and none of it is theirs.
“This is mine, Zoe's own things- that's my name.
Now give me my stuff!”

I see you hiding my laugh and how I sit with my legs opened sometimes to give my crotch some sunlight.
This is some delicate leg and whimsical kiss,
I've got to have to give you my choice, so you can't have me unless I give me away.
And I was doing all that till you ran off on a good thing.
And who is this you left me with?
Some simple bitch with a bad attitude
“I want my things!”

I want my arm with a hot iron scar
I want my leg, with a flee bite
Yeah, I want my things
I want my calloused feet and quick language back in my mouth.
I want my own things, how I love them

Somebody almost ran with all of my stuff
And I was standing there looking at myself the whole time.
It wasn't a spirit that ran off with my stuff.
It was a man whose ego walked around like road ants shadow
It was a man faster than my innocence
It was a lover, I made too much room for
Almost ran off with all of my stuff

And the one running with it- don't know he's got it.
I'm shouting 'this is mine' and he doesn't even know he's got it.
My stuff is the anonymous-ripped off treasure of the year.
Did you know somebody almost got away with me?
Me?
In a plastic bag under his arm! Me! Zoe Maphala.
Somebody almost walked off with all my stuff


-it took me 6months to let 5years go. Im doing well.

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