The Morning Pap Smear

Inside I am a queen--a real queen

Sometimes I feel aborted,

Dead roses live within

The wandering mind

I can only imagine my body in a trance,

And every day the doctor says

'You are perfectly normal.'

Why do dead roses lie within?

I can only imagine the stars behind

Every silver lining,

And my body is in a trance

As the darkness inside me grows

I am forever scared, for I don't know what to think

What is happening inside me?

Am I normal or am I not?

Does my body tell me a different story?

For I am trippin' all the way around;

Inside I am a queen, a real queen!

My adversary is my mind

And the mind can play some terrible tricks

On a woman's body

For I am not pregnant! I can't be!

I'm just very emotional

That's all,

And what is life without consequences?

I want a loving man to love me...

Is there any consolation to this?

I just happen to be an incredible woman

Secured in my own insecurities.