” I just wanna talk to you ‘sister to sister‘. I was so mad at you …for the predicament that happened that night with you and that white girl. I walked in on her saying “I know what Koffi dick”..
– and I didn’t know how to react. I didn’t know . How could I?
“Yeah so I guess they share pussy, I mean with you and what I saw”
Witness was the word she said. Not saw. Shockingly it didn’t shock me. I got my heart broken because of the ‘predicament ‘ ..so I know.
Silence was in the air. Nothing exciting.
People say I talk too much. .. but those people that say that .. do not know my silence is turned into a storm.
I can take all kinds of abuse because I make excuses for my ‘piece of shit ‘ sperm donor. He didn’t love me. How can I expect anyone, male/ female to respect me?
Where are the cameras? The 45/7 film crew?
At some point I have to be like …
“I deserve, demand , expect better”
I demand respect,
I am a human being also,