At the end of the day

I realize that women don't always ask for what they want. We aren't content with sitting by and watching as things happen to us sometimes, but we do it anyway. Society sucks. Clean the house, have the baby, be submissive, smile...all the time, worry, tell him how good he is in bed... sheesh..

I know I sound kind of tricky right now, but man come on. I want to be the stay at home mom, but with some money. I want to be the business mogul...whose kids are in the next room doing their homework. I want to be the do all to end all DIVA, and still play jacks with my niece. I want to be the award winning poet, and still watch stupid shit on tv...

I want it all. Definitions don't mean anything if they don't apply to you. Definitions don't mean anything, if they don't apply to you. So what you don't like to bake. F- the folks who look to see if your kids socks match every day. Does that make you're a bad person.. hell no! It makes you normal.

So what if you are a dude and can't fix your car, or a leak, or change a light bulb... Does that make you a bad person? It might look a little strange to most guys (who are fakers anyway), but who cares.

Ask for what you want. So you act, so you be, so you are....

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TAKE CARE OF ME

Take care of me

What a large request

for a small circumstance.

I can handle the bills the babies, the boss and

Whatever else the universe can

toss at me,

I just need you

to take care of me.

I have ten thousand hands

in ten million things

I can situate, talk, cook, contemplate, cuss

and cradle

All at the same time

And place words together to rhyme

insanity

to reason

But I can't hold me tight enough,

just right enough

For things to stop moving all at once.

I need you to wrap me in quiet

and heat

and to repeat this nightly

so that I may sleep

and wake

with fresh mind

and renewed faith

Make me able to face

what comes from heaven

And hell

Just to be held

by you.

Take care of me.