Hey, Ya

Okay, now ladies (yeah?)
Now, we gon’ break this thang down in just a few seconds
Now, don’t have me break this thang down for nothin’
Now, I want to see y’all on y’all baddest behavior
Lend me some sugar, I am your neighbor
Ah, here we go

I know what to do. I know what it is time for. The overdramatic sigh. The pout. The heavy breathing. You know where this leads.

It is funny because I see it in others. How easy it is to deal with the anger and aggression. It is much easier than the other feelings surfacing. The abandonment issues, the sadness, the things I don’t want to see or think about. I sweep those under the rug. That is what I was taught.

So you get the brat. You coax her out of me. You know exactly what to do. I see you just as much as you see me. Don’t forget that.

But this is where my tantrum becomes yours. My body becomes your canvas. Your time to act. Show me what I need to see. Make me believe I am yours to punish.

Mark your girl and make her good.