No more giddy up

The real me is a Southern girl with her Levi's on and an open heart

I have wasted so much time
hoping people find themselves out.

I know what I know but
I need them to know it too, which
isn’t very knowing of me
and also it’s embarrassing.

There are gems inside these mountains
I’ve found them time and time again
but still, I find myself climbing to some
unsatisfying peak I wasn’t built to reach—

Oh well. I am enjoying right now
drinking this cup of tea that’s spicy from the ginger
another banger of a sunset gearing up
to knock my stupid little ego off its horse
who gave consent to be ridden
and loves my passive voice.