Drained of You
My shoulders might look weak
Yet they hold an incredible amount of you,
Of me, and the rest of us.
My spine hurts under the weight of
your words: "Give me advice, take care of me, feed my soul and body".
Te pido que me cuides.
This labour that I thought was love
Has drained you out of my head.
Has drained me out of my energy.
And yet
Our shoulders are strong because we hold you in ways you'll never recognize.
Siempre seguiremos siendo guerreras.
No more of your successes of our backs.
You want some advice?
Valoriza mi tiempo y energía.
If you dare ask Black femmes for their labour, don't expect it for free.
Or boy, you'll get an invoice from me.
Yet they hold an incredible amount of you,
Of me, and the rest of us.
My spine hurts under the weight of
your words: "Give me advice, take care of me, feed my soul and body".
Te pido que me cuides.
This labour that I thought was love
Has drained you out of my head.
Has drained me out of my energy.
And yet
Our shoulders are strong because we hold you in ways you'll never recognize.
Siempre seguiremos siendo guerreras.
No more of your successes of our backs.
You want some advice?
Valoriza mi tiempo y energía.
If you dare ask Black femmes for their labour, don't expect it for free.
Or boy, you'll get an invoice from me.