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by Siritha Ritell Look at you! Standing there, asking…Why? Why, is this happening to me? You see, while you slept; I fantasized about this man that came to me. He comforted me when you were away…Reminding me of the WOMAN I was, Am and will forever be. Where you chose to do the opposite by making me feel I am NOT woman enough, you see… SO WHY ARE YOU TRIPPING? When he is here, He stimulates my mind, challenges me every single time we meet. While you choose to play games, involving outside players, bouncing from team to team. I’m his STAR PLAYER and he doesn’t bench me…. SO WHY ARE YOU TRIPPING?
Blah, Blah, Blah-Blah, Blah, When ever those SEXY lips part ways. Your words become like clouds of lies bursting into thin air. All of the yelling, constant fighting, I hate it whenyou swear. With a stiff arm pressed against my chest, muffling the sound of my beating heart; Screaming! You Are…Pacing, Begging, Forcing me to just let you be. While you were trying to find yourself, HE found me…. SO WHY ARE YOU TRIPPING? At times, I find myself quivering, shaking like a leaf in Winter’s peak. But don’t assume it was because of you…No! No! He makes me feel like HE is the Adam to my Eve. And even if this is a man’s world, it’s required of me to believe HIS world…would mean nothing without US. And when he caresses my body piece by piece…It’s like BUTTA baby every time that man brushes against me. And where were you? Oh, that’s right, you were always out of reach. SO WHY ARE YOU TRIPPING? Whew! That man truly touched my soul! He didn’t turn his back on me. He NEVER, EVER, told me to go. Oh, how I loved that man so! So much that sometimes I wanna be like Mr. Gump...”Run Forest! Run Forest! Run!” Run through the trees to find this man of who I speak. LOOK at ME! Can’t you see! I’m trying to make you understand that person, is the man YOU used to be… You was He…HE is now You…And now that we are through...tell me… Now, WHY ARE YOU TRIPPING?
YOU TRIPPIN
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