mind – Jaye’s Words

Mould Me

Keep me

I came home to cry and say fuck repeatedly

I was enough then, so I’ll be enough after you

Hello, Mr…Gray

I am colour; dead or living

I’m beginning to think words don’t mean shit no more

*play Cater 2 U by Destiny’s Child while reading the poem*

*play Girls Like You by Miguel while reading the poem*

#WomensMarch2018

Is it war?

We are fed up

Classroom or Hell?