Entitled "Why Do Pretty Girls Have Messy Rooms"

Clothes on the floor

Endless tubs of make up everywhere

Half drunken water bottles represent more than her thrust for knowledge

They are an indication of life’s exhaustion

“I’ll clean it tomorrow” is what they tell themselves

Scared to hear the key that their

Sad song life continuously plays in

Still they move about in this mess

Like they move about anything in their life

With Grace and elegance

Even though they may stumble over

The unseen trauma hidden under their bed sometimes

When they are ready to leave that dreary room

You would never have any idea

That the space they inhabit is a bottomless pit of sadness

Only able to be presentable in the presence of strangers

“Being lost “ in life is not something they don’t want to be labeled as

Black women have enough stereotypes

To conquer on a daily basis

When they finally do have energy

To clean their messy room

The smallest thought can stifle their momentum

A small tear trickles down there eye

As they regress back to square one

Maybe they’ll try again tomorrow

Beaten down by the leather belt of life

They weep and sulk in loneliness

Tubs of cookie dough ice cream

Is there only remedy nothing else will do

The days between one shower to the next

Gets longer by the minute

These girls in their messy rooms still need to live

The hands of time do nothing to sooth their aching souls

Dealing with hecklers on a daily basis

All the world is a stage

Their insecurities are displayed front and center

As family members throw rotten tomato words

At their resilience it takes them so long to muster

Why do the prettiest girls have the messiest rooms?

Simply it is not because they are messy, or negligent

It’s because no one ever taught them how to clean up their life properly

So before any man, woman, or child

Has anything to say to the pretty girls with messy rooms

Make sure you offer them some cleaning supplies

Because self-care is too expensive

Especially when you’re from the hood