Some people come at you with roses

and hidden treasures

of dynamite,

wait for you to step back

and give them your love

because they’ve given you

so many roses

so many hearts

so much bullshit

and you give them back

so sweet are you,

so innocent.

Some people come at you with bullets

knock you down

before you can punch,

because you’ve given them the right

by accepting

so many x’s and o’s

they call you beautiful


and plant seeds behind your back

create obscure hurtful


and pray for your loved ones.

I’ve always been the way I am

one face, one account, one name

and this makes me

an easy target

I know.

but I can’t let it go

I can’t be sweet anymore

so people that intentionally

hurt me with their roses

I kick out of my life

with my own Bullets: words.




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