My condolences to anyone who has ever lost me, and to anyone who got lost in me or to anyone who ever took a loss with me, my apologies for the misunderstanding or the lack there of
I'm sorry you missed the god in me and I'm sorry you missed the light, I'm sorry you forgot the way I rose like the moonlight after night with the burden to forgive, ego to feed you, everything
See, I'm a holy woman
I know what it's like to give life to a being without ever needing to press skin to one another
I've practiced how to hold my tongue long enough, I'm afraid I forgot to say goodbye
I'm afraid that you're under the impression that I was made to please you
I was under the impression that you understood me better
The truth is, I'm a superwoman, and some days I'm an angry woman, and some days I'm a crazy woman for still waiting, for still loving harder even if I'm aching, for still trusting that I'm still worth the most, for still searching, for someone to understand me better
(Understand me better)