Respect

You never respected me,

Another barefoot women in the kitchen,

A stay at home trophy on constant display.

I became your shadow;

Jumped at ever snippy snap of your fingers,

Only spoke when spoken to.

But I’ve realized,

I’m too expensive for your taste,

For most.

So please put that spider we’d infected wallet away.

I don’t have time for your one track mind.

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