Rotten Attire

I am so sorry...
For every negative, preposterous, cold hearted mean and monstrous unnatural disturbing comment that flaunted from the nastiest gutters of my brains compartments...
How could I be so sorry. 
Ignorant? So true, I have no right to talk about you if the satisfaction within my self is anything but polished, I demolished a peaceful mind but I promise I will revive it 
Im Striving to madly dispose of all clashing and love suppressing caniving  and scrutinizing,humble blinded,narrow minded, pity seeking
heart breaking giants...we call humans. 
Yes humans who have a horrid addiction to giving people lies to lay in, 
How is real even real if we all flat out fakin
If it aint nice then don't say it 
if it aint true don't relay it
If it aint bout you then don't pay it 
No attention, we all fishing in a stream of backstabbing wishes 
We all talk but who listens 
Screaming from a pessimistic position and all you been doing is straight dishing a harsh tone being so fictitious but got dammit when will you hammer out that ignoble grammar and trade a word for a  piece..
of a smile that's nothing but sweet. 
Sweet Jesus I have found the genuine señorita in me. 
Boy is she glowing, he calls her
hot lava, her heart is a volcano
she's a lotus blossom sitting in fire 
Naked as can be, I stripped my mind of that rotten attire.

-nicole dove.