Mea Culpa

I admit my culpa
Vanity banished me
From humility and with it
Some good readership left me

Sayonara

I mourn your loss,
But then again
If you'd leave because of this
Were you a friend?

I'm thinking not

When no one believed in me,
I did
When heart was poured,
No one read

Ya'll like the drama

Poems becoming bombs to air folks out
Point structure attacked because today you're out
Flip flapping your gums so you can get stress out
I admit it, mea culpa, sometimes I like to wild out

Fuck with it or don't

But cry me a river over there
Take the hate of GS elsewhere
Cause, you know where the button resides at all times
Edit profile , Cancel Subscription, to celebrate your freedom without w(h)ines

stop impeding on my time

telling me the points I've managed to accumulate
Are the proceeds of an overrate

It can't be true
I was about to collaborate with Langston Hughes
Hands down, I know I'd murder that dude
I got over 80 billion points

I mean, Maya Angelou can't do what I do
I walk in the submittal box and actually prove
I'm a phenomenal woman
each day that I write

(sobbing as it dawns)

I actually believed ya'lls hype

(needing to believe)

For a minute, I was acutally dope, right?
I mean, my haikus and free form could save lives!

Fuck ya'll for force feeding me the blue pill
If ya'll would have minded ya business, I'd be trapped in the matrix still...

believing that my rate was a big deal.
DON’T TOUCH ME – eventually, I’ll heal.