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I Gotta Shet

Stomach in knots Knots of doubt Knots cursing at my anxiety Sweating into panic mode Thoughts racings Praying no one knows Is it obvious I gotta shet?! I’m mad my stomach bubbling I’m mad I can’t hold this shet any longer I gotta shet away this pain Pain of not good enough I’m not worthy Why I’m so chubby Why my ass so flat My body not society standards I gotta shet the worry away The worry’s of tomorrow My 401k plans meeting my retirement quota Dodging being pulled over while black My fellow sister keeping her foot on my neck Rejected from opportunities to prosper Being judged on my natural hair Will he love my stretch marks Saggy skin I gotta shet the sadness away Sadness that I can’t win Win to get ahead in life I’m always coming up short I’m labeled trash compared to a foreigner I’m going shet this color shame away I’m shetting the anxiety away Knots lighting up Shet this load off my back Released the blockages

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Date: 9/11/2023 8:56:00 AM
Life's not fair instead of despair try prayer, then hang in there. A wonderful and very true poem. God's got it.
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