I keep it on my sleeve knowing it will bleed
I think that comforts me, this pain.
When the world is going to hell and people are stuck in themselves
Who would dare to listen to a Brown girls words?
When so many aren’t speaking loud enough
To drown out the voices of the dead
So I hold it to my chest knowing it will die
Because it comforts me, reminds me I’m alive
NIGHTMARE FANTASY 
I would listen to the brown girl words. We, who love to read and write. We hope someone read our words and we can find worthwhile books to read.
You are exactly right, thank you so much.
You are welcome my dear friend.