By Mac Guerreiro

Eye know you didn’t say it for me,
That you were just expressing,
In a perfect world,
If eye were a perfect girl,
Eye wouldn’t be phased,
Eye’d recognize how eye can only grow at my own pace,
And that fucking up is okay,
But eye don’t live in that reality,
The one eye live in is more shaky,
Eye’m working to make it more stable,
Comments like that just lead me to feel disabled,
And maybe eye am,
To a degree,
And eye keep reminding myself that comment wasn’t said to hurt me,
But eye keep going back to,
Why say it like that then?
When you seem to know controlling isn’t ever a conscious intention?
And Eye’m trying to not feel like shit,
As the words replay,
“I’m sick of it.”

Published by Mystical Mac

Born in Brazil and raised in California eye am an artist better identified as a conscious creator and intuitive healer. My gift for storytelling in various forms as well as my keen perception into the metaphysical allows me to share my perspective in ways that eye hope are of help and use to those around me. Thank you for reading, listening and watching; it means the world to me.

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