I won't speak to a person I can't be honest with. Yet people time and time again, refuse to believe my words. I have no problem saying what I want from them. My fears, desires, and needs are not puzzles, but facts. Most of the time I don't want anything, but to be accepted and respected as the real me faults and all. There are no lines in between to read. Don't waste your time trying to read them. Just ask, I'll tell you. I'm a strong black woman and I have no reason to be afraid of the truth.

I don't like to hurt anyone, but I shouldn't have to walk on eggshells just to keep outsiders happy.