Never was I, nor will I ever beat on your level.
People had accuse me in the past of being unstable but rightly failed so to realise that settling stable on the same level was never of my purpose; “lol,” and neither never was I, nor will I ever beat on your level.
The Western normalized custom of skin-showing, empowering isn’t it, but for how long until you catch yourself self-shaming; What was I thinking.
When you grow old, and it doesn’t need its look anymore; so sorry babe you killed it.
When you are over thirty and trying still to tease pedophiles.
As a small child I believed the teachers saying that everyone is equal, and I thought, “Blend me in!” But that was a lie; and as I grew up I could fly and see over their shoulders the stars having their own planets.