“Nobody’s going…

“Nobody’s going to save you. No one’s going to cut you down, cut the thorns thick around you. No one’s going to storm the castle walls nor kiss awake your birth, climb down your hair, nor mount you onto the white steed. There is no one who will feed the yearning. Face it… Do it yourself.”

— Gloria Anzaldua

You Aint Gotta Love Me.

And yo whatever comes up comes out
We don’t put our hands over our mouth

Ayo, Dependin on the day, and dependin on what I ate
I’m anywhere from 20 to 35 pounds over weight
I got red eyes and one of them’s lazy
And they both squint when the sun shines so I look crazy
I’m albino man, I know I’m pink and pale
And I’m hairy as hell, everywhere but fingernails
I shave a cranium that ain’t quite shaped right
Face tight, shiny, I stay up and write late nights
My wardrobe is jeans and faded shirts
A mixture of what I like, and what I wear to work
I’m not mean and got a neck full of razor bumps
I’m not the classic profile of what the ladies want
You might think I’m depressed as can be
But when I look in the mirror I see sexy ass me
And if that’s somethin that you can’t respect then that’s peace

To everyone out there, who’s a little different
I say damn a magazine, these are gods fingerprints
You can call me ugly but can’t take nothing from me
I am what I am doctor you ain’t gotta love me

An I’ma be okay, you would probably bore me anyway (you ain’t gotta love me)
I’ma be all right, you ain’t gotta be my friend tonight (you ain’t gotta love me)