Change theory is complex
it explains why people resist it...

You not wanting me
might have bruised my ego...

All those months
we loved...

At any given time,
this thing I feel is...

I can be
a source of inspiration...

Still, they are days when losing her
feels like everything but a favor God did to me...

I’ve grown weary of my own sad,
there are days where not even...

ironically, its the days that the city looks at me...
like I owe it money that I like myself the most...

It all starts when they say “It’s a girl”
They give you pink, give you glitter...

It took me years to make peace
with always being the elephant...

I had to fight,
all my life...

It is sad when you think about it.
It is sad when you analyze it...