The Writer

March 14th, 2024

I can’t help it sometimes
My mind works in rhymes
These thoughts in my head
Are working overtime
They want to be heard
They don’t stay confined
The poems write themselves
The words cycle in my mind
So I have to write them out
They give me no choice
And speaking through poetry
Has become my true voice

Karma

March 11th, 2024

They knew me as Karma
Back home where I’m from
I’ve let them think they’ve played me
I’ve let them think I’m dumb

Because I follow their lead
But I know a thing or two
Love is not a game
But I’ll play it here with you

[Chorus:]
They think I’m an easy target
Saying “look how I can get her”
But I’m just dodging bullets
Maybe next time they’ll aim better

They’re asking what’s the catch
So I’ll tell them that it’s me
They’re grinning at the challenge
But it won’t be that easy

They think they hold the power
They believe they’re in control
But I’ll John Tucker these boys
Until it takes its toll

[Chorus:]
They think I’m an easy target
Saying “look how I can get her”
But I’m just dodging bullets
Maybe next time they’ll aim better

They were playing all the games
And not noticing my lead
I flipped the script and snagged them
Until I was what they need

They thought they had me fooled
They were telling all their friends
So I will rip their heart out
That’s the way this story ends

[Chorus 2:]
They think I’m an easy target
Saying “look at what I’ve got”
But I just dodged a bullet 
Maybe next time they’ll get shot

And that’s why they call me Karma…

Note: I usually don’t write about things I don’t relate to, but I had this idea for a song and wanted to see how it would play out. I was thinking country female rage.