About Me

My name is Shakeera But I prefer keekee or keera I’m sixteen years old I’m young but I feel old So many hardships And bad relationships People look at me And judge by what they see People don’t like me But they don’t know me Thinking of me as a hoe But they just don’t know Struggling with a sex addiction Bringing upon my life affliction Experiencing the streets and prostitution Ending up with three diseases And a pain that never ceases Being rushed to get surgery done Because I had a cyst the size of a plum I cried and screamed Because this wasn’t a dream Lucky me, they were all curable But now I’m infertile My pain is so deep That it’s hard to fall asleep Had an eating disorder and did starvation Along with my parents help and persuasion Believing when they said I was fat All I could think of was that Crying until my eyes turned red Because I just wanted to be dead I feel so alone And like I don’t belong I have no one to love me And no one for me to love back This is all for now But wait until I come back I’ll have something that makes your heart clap