The Name He Chose

Bitch was the name he chose with no restraints
My feelings were disregarded by a little boy with a big ego
Pride got in the way
He was no longer able to think
Think about the consequences that this odor would create

Bitch was the name that he chose for me
Like a prostitute in relation to a pimp
It rung so loudly across my thoughts as if it was scrolling on a blimp

However, whenever, no never
Will I ever give him the opportunity of opportunities to speak to me in that manner
Moving forward I suggested that he watch his grammar
He could not understand why it cut so deep.
His only explanation was I don't look at you as a bitch it's just a figure of speech

The one thing I requested was rejected by a quick utter
His notions got lost in the motions and covered in emotions
The word ejected like vomit

Leaving him no time to clean up the mess that he spilled
He was sitting across from me like
Clean up on aisle 10
Nope it's too late the damage is done
And no not just by anyone
Someone I adored

Nonetheless lets lay this to rest
Simply because
Bitch was the name that he chose for me



Credits
Writer(s): Ashley Armstrong
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