Fourth Thursday

We aren't the same.

You are another one
who wears her heart on her kneecaps
and squeezes it to her chest
when lonely.
Taught that you are a queen by birthright
and that your kingdom has yet to be established
they told you black was beautiful
but rarely said you were, too.
Your told to trade sports for success
and wear that as your tiara,
accessorize and prioritize,
let them fight for you,
you're worth it...

And sometimes, you wonder
what scale that worth is measured on.
You wonder if the rain washed away
the accessories or even that
night-kissed skin,
would that birthright be washed
away as well.
You learned to smile through doubts,
to believe that no one feels like you feel,
to hope that there's someone out there
who make your birth feel right.

and me,
well,

Sometimes, I wonder if boys are born
with papercuts on their hearts.
A lifetime knowing they're there,
a lifetime feeling that burn,
and a lifetime searching for the right bandage.
We pound our chests to say we fear no pain,
but we don't know what to do when it bursts
and drips all over our egos.
We're told to love last and race first,
to always fight,
and when pushed against a wall,
push back,
but we're never told what to do
when everything's calm.

When thirsty, we're told to swallow our tears
and spit the salts to the ground,
to never take the same step twice
and to see your birthright, not you.
We're not supposed to love you,
we're supposed to want you.
We love it when you're graceful,
when every step is just right.
It make it prettier
when you trip
and fall right into love,
or at least us.

We aren't the same
We're two entities,
one's waiting to grow into their birthright
and the other wants their heart to heal
or at least scab over.

A-yo, people! We have a special opinion today...part one in my "stupid ish" chronicles. Anytime I see or read something stupid, I'll talk about it in one of these.

Today's stupid ish is about the whole "I'm a nice guy/girl" argument. I'll be real, I'm sick of hearing it. I recently sat through a note someone wrote on facebook talking about how hard it is to be a nice girl. I couldn't help but laugh the entire way. A note that started out with an honest beginning and some good points instantly became corrupt. It failed on two levels:
1) It assumed that every girl is a nice girl at heart
2) It assumed that every guy only says they want a nice girl as a cop out.

While I won't try and say that there isn't a shred of truth to the second point, what had hopes of being an honest note quickly became another "Diary of a Mad Black Woman" entry.

Okay, I'll admit, there are a lot of ain't-shit dudes out there. Just like there are a lot of ain't-shit women out there. That's simple. If everyone was good, then there would be no thrill to the search. But to say that all guys or all girls is one thing defeats the purpose of you being what you are in hopes that you'll get something different. If you wait your entire life for someone to prove you wrong, then you'll die right.

Also, why is it easy to say that "just because I feel bad means I'm still nice..." That argument holds no water. If you live your life hurting others, that's what you are. You can't try to rationalize your way out of a reality. That's like saying "I know I killed someone...but I feel bad about it...so I'm not a murderer..." getthufuckouttahurr

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Before I begin...I have a slight crush on Angela Yee. Don't judge me, lol



So, I really like Ghost as an artist. I've bumped his work on the regular. Also, on a certain level, I can see what he's talking about. I'm just a little disturbed that we're thinking that this line of thinking is okay. I understand that there's a double standard that has existed for hundreds of years. I just think that progress is about breaking down those standards, not adhering to them.

What Ghostface did was define a woman's role by a broken system. Even when confronted with the holes in that broken system, he continued to stand by that ineffective process. Although I admire his tenacity, there comes a point where you have to accept that fact that times are changing, and part of being wise is adapting to those changing times and changing ideals. In a way, I'm disappointed in Ghostface, but I'm even more disappointed by the environment that fosters these kinds of ideals.

I would get more into this...but I'm at work...one more week for free printing, ya'll. lol

I do wanna know, however: What do you think? Are men and women equal? If no, do you think it is possible to level the playing field? Do you think inequality is necessary? Let me know!

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