What I suffer from is worse than any drug
There are no quick~picker~uppers
It always hits me when I have SO many priorities
When life is most overwhelming
I drink, the sweet juice and hope
that it will help me find a smile at the bottom of each glass
But the smile is NEVER there,
only room for more tears
Another day when I want to pull the covers over my head
and scream out "Fuck da world!"
No one sees me cry when I drive on the highway, or cross the bridge,
or even on the crowded subway
I'm a great actress, but the mask is beginning to crack
I force myself to face life, and pretend that everything is
Anyone identify with my affliction?
It's the Black Woman Killa,
otherwise known as ...
Author withheld her name, but knows that those who know her well, know who she is and how she struggles!
dedicated to phyllis hyman
© Detrel 11/02
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