CHERRY AIN’T THE FLAVOR

Hiding in the bathroom
Let me brush my hair
Give me one sec.
I’m focused on the sink
Please baby don’t wake

Your scream drives me crazy
I wish I could take it easy
All these voices in my head
Gotta make a choice
I have no clue what I’m doing

There’s no such thing
For us girls now
Even the internet or
The conversion can help us

Boys, boys, boys, men
Take care of them
It’s not a flavor
Why are only men commenting on
My poems now?