You hurt my feelings.
You put me on display….
And you pierced a knife through my heart.
You broke my self-esteem.
And you disarrayed my confidence.
I looked around and could see everyone looking at me,
Staring at me,
Laughing at me,
Talking and whispering about me,
Judging me.
You looked as if I knew this was coming.
You gave me mixed messages.
You gave me wrong comprehensions.
I looked at you as if you were crazy
I closed my eyes and hope this was all a dream.
I open my eyes and you there in front of me.
I close them once more, this time fighting back the tears.
You said I was the one who messed up and didn't do my part.
I can't believe you,
I hate you,
I just wanna come up to you
And punch your lights out!
You embarrassed me if front of all these people
And you're still content with the fact of it.
I wanna leave,
I wanna get away from you,
From here,
From all of this clowning.
But then I realized that….
I'm not like all of those Fast and Sassy ones;
Mister I'mma Classy one.
So I'mma show my class and not cry.
Then my pride comes into play.
I will not break my pride for you.
So I hold up my pride and I won't stoop down to your level.
I still hate you
You hurt me!!
I want to hurt you back
Physically, Emotionally, Mentally, Psychologically….
That's what a real P.E.M.P. is.
I came down here with my clothes and fur coat on Becoz you said,
Then I leave with nothing on….
But it's cool.
I'mma move on to the next.
So I get up to leave,
I walk to my house on the hill,
Go up the outside steps,
Through the double doors,
Up the 2 flights of steps that leads to my door,
I get my keys out,
Unlock my door,
Put my stuff down,
Shut the door and lock it.
Then I gaze into the mirror that's on the wall
I walk over to my bed,
Take my shoes off and climb into my bed…..
I let go of my class and cry
Cry and Cry and Cry and Cry until….
I fall asleep.
I awake still with that sour bitter taste in my mouth
I then let go of my pride and meet you on your level…
And I write you these words that are coming outta my mouth:


"Can't let you get the best of me.
Coz eventually I'mma make it hot like fire.
I've had enough cryin.
Even though I tried to get along with you.
And it's when I feel this way I get all teary eyed.
And then I don't understand how people gonna tell me.
All that I can say is you gotta learn the hard way and it almost doesn't count.
But I dont want no more drama......Ooohhhh mercy, mercy me.
But eventually people will know when a woman's fed up.
And I know I'm a rose in a concrete world.
But they need to realize that I cant go for that.
And now it feels like I'm the stranger in my house.
But forsure I know I’m just gotta make it and know that I'm not that unpretty.
Unfortunately I still feel empty.
I feel like I'm on an emotional rollercoaster.
I know the best thing for me is......I gotta go, gotta leave becoz I've been tired.
It's not right but it's okay but when I look into the mirror I say I believe in you and me.
I need to get it together coz if I dont . . . . . . I have nothing.
I refuse to listen to this loose rap!!
And I tell myself that at your best you are loved......
Sssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh you are foggin up my karma!!
And you need to see a REAL woman's worth.
Maybe when you do there will be no more rain.
But it's messed up that instead of saying a real prayer I've gotta say a hustler's prayer.
I want to know.......can you feel me??
Becoz I feel unappreciated.
RELEASE ME!!
You cant tell me who I am.
I can testify that my emotion has been broken like a glass doll.
But I am beautiful no matter what people say and eventually I will have love and happiness.
But I've got to be careful because when I believe I have to prove it otherwise I'll be another Charlene.
In the long run I know the only one I trust will be me, myself, and I. I'm tired of being judged by my brown skin and I'm not talking about racism I'm talking about me.
But I know to Keep My Head Up. I know to watch myself and not do stupid things.
But if ruled the world I would regulate how I feel. I look in the mirror once more and say Free Your Mind and then *TA DA* I open my eyes and see Drama that goes on & on all becoz the world is so cold.
And I realize it's true when I see doves cry.
I take one last look in the mirror and say you still got it. Then I know it's gonna be a lovely day some day.
As I gaze deeper into that person in that glass, that friend of mine, I gain a little bit more confidence to face each day.
But I can never say goodbye to all of the pain, hurt and heart-ache . . . . . . . becoz it's always been apart of me and got me to where I'll be years from now.
Then I smile, say a blessing to my grandmother who protects and watches over me everyday and say Always and Forever I will be one in a million."


Now my feelings are hurt no more.
Becoz now I can read you,
Understand you,
Prevent you.
You hurt my feelings.
So I hurt you back.
By Degrading you,
Spreading Rumors about you,
I drew you into me and my feelings were put unto you.
My feelings are hurt
Is what you said to me
And I say . . . .
You hurt mine first—