fun girl by summer walker
i’m not a fun girl anymore
those days were left in college years
the woman i am today enjoys
being courted, romance, reassurance, and security in knowing what she brings to the table is enough.
sometimes my brain and feelings are confused
in one breath i hear i am enough and that i am loved for me
in one breath i hear i can do more and things that insinuate the thrill is missed and that i am old
yea, i can do better, but what if this is the best i got?