When I walk around “your” block, “your” campus, or “your” city It gets heated. When I find the confidence to build myself up after you attack, It gets heated. When I fight back, It gets heated. When you think you are winning, And when you think everything is always about you, It gets heated. I am not what you think you can throw around and then trash. I am not an object of lust, sin, or slavery. I am not to be tangled with. And I am not shameful. What I am is heated, And I got heated. by caitlyn adamsArtist Statement: The world is not what it should be. There is a lot of hate, power given to the wrong people, and unnecessary death. We all should become heated.
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