Written June 18, 2010
One of the things I hate
is the business you’re in.
You would’ve been my hero
if you broke through all I loathe
and were in it to win it all once more.
Maybe it was unfeasible,
maybe it would’ve been foolish,
and maybe it’s not your destiny.
What’s transpired has worked out well for you,
at least my ignorance believes,
because for whatever (lack of) reason,
Hell, I don’t need a reason to have faith in you.
Brush off the gnats called naysayers
and keep on kickin’ ass, woman!