Dont You Dare

Don’t tell me to be calm Not after years of the palm Years of running away from your palm And then I see it coming again Don’t you dare tell me to be calm! I am no fool! Your cup is full! I’m no longer going to play the victim Not with all these scars within It’s been too long This is not where I belong Don’t you dare call me names! Not after years of eating the canes Your harsh words Your demeaning words Your violence Your insolence Don’t you dare! I’m done being afraid This me you made… Hell no! I have to go! Don’t you dare come after me! Don’t invite me for tea! I’m done being your punching bag Feel free to let your tongue wag But don’t expect me back You’ve left your mark Big scars of sorrow I won’t let you ruin my tomorrow So, don’t you dare come after me! I’m off to build a happier life for me To be a better me without you By Sylvia Chika [email protected] http://sylviachika.blogspot.com/ http://sylviachika.wordpress.com/ https://www.facebook.com/sylviachikablog Instagram: @sylviachikawrites BBM Channel: C002F2845 Twitter:@sylviaoz © 2016 Sylvia Chika
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