The woman vs the poet

I think the woman is something far too resentful for the poet to like, I mean don't get it wrong, they are still one person. But the poet starts where the woman ends.

The poet is proud like a peacock, she knows she's good. She only expects to be told she's great, and even when you don't tell her that she knows it anyways. She starts the fire, she owns the mic, even without rhyming she still make sure it flows baby, when she is on this stage she glows.

but the woman is ashamed, she hates herself very intimately, and doesn't really talk about it. She swallows her feelings a lot. She carries too much hate in her heart to ever let anyone in..
she is a rotten human, she can't stand herself.

the woman envies the poet a lot, she wants to be open and brave like the poet is. You see, the poet. She isn't afraid of anything or anyone, whether things are yours, whether they are mine, she always comes back with a punching line. Her heartbreaks are always dressed in skin for everyone to see, she is not ashamed to say she feels.

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The woman she is lonely, she never let's anyone touch her, never lets anyone love her, has lemons for breakfast everyday, has little faith.
as opponent to the poet who craves making love, and craves being loved..

the poet wants to live because the woman is settling for existing,
so ofcourse, being all the light she is..
the poet gets all the love, she deserves it, she's a hit, but what I am truly waiting for is someone who will realize that is the woman the one who needs it. The poet is completely fine, its the woman who is close to breaking her spine.