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balanced out by the image of her anything for us, we are still looking I have found that this woman
waddling through her spotless out hoping one person likes us and doesn’t talk as much as her
house with perspiration on her thinks we are good enough. Tragic, predecessor – the girl. She is wary of
forehead and pride in her eyes. isn’t it? It makes us all insatiable and people, places and things. She works
prone to be crazy. hard and her excellence amazes
Sunday came and I set my Beyoncé me. She has a hot temper but that is
playlist in readiness for a super Beyoncé has kept a man, her body, because she knows exactly what she
spring clean. I understood the her career, delivered babies and she wants. She cries more, laughs harder
pleasure of hard work when every is still going. I burnt rice yesterday and appreciates people because she
surface gleamed back at me. For and I can’t fathom how she does knows loss. The more time I spend
the first time, I noticed that I wasn’t it. Sure, having money and staff with her, the less I battle with this
the only one growing, Beyoncé had helps but I imagine that pressure is woman that lives in my body. My
grown too. Through the ears of a pressure regardless of what your soul will always be the same, my
teenager, what I felt was admiration, account balance reads. soul will always be yellow - but this
through my early twenties I found a woman is who I need to take my
mentor. But Beyoncé, through the I am constantly amazed by how she soul to the places it longs for.
ears of a married woman is real – a has maintained her identity and
little too real. Through the lyrics pushed for the independence of My mother never had Beyoncé
and production styles she chose, women while married. It’s not even but I do. I have seen a woman
I could track where she was and because marriage changes women, read widely, work well with other
what it meant from the optimistic sometimes we change ourselves women and speak out without the
tenacity of Upgrade You to the and we like it because it’s easy. negative consequences. I live in a
sexuality in Partition, down to the Sometimes men are not the enemy. world where Beyoncé does it all so it
pain and vengeance in Hold Up and Women just lose their identity and seems possible that I can, too.
everything beyond. never figure out where to begin
finding themselves again. Last week, mother dearest sent me
I am not as rich, famous or beautiful a vacancy advert for a managerial
but the human experience cuts Between Pinterest boards, meal position. I laughed it off and said I
through all of it. As I scrubbed my preparation and the love bubble, was too small. Without flinching she
kitchen, I learned that both Beyoncé I am finding it hard to keep track said, “The sky is the limit, I know you
and I could be insecure, tired and of who I am. Knowing myself is a can do anything because you are
ambitious with no guarantee that task I write down. Just as I find time you.”
what we invested our faith in would to clean and cook, I assign time to
come to pass. Nobody escapes listen to myself, hang out with my All this time I never realised that my
the human experience. Even with insides and find out exactly who this mother is Beyoncé too.
perfect, scripted public appearances woman I am becoming is. It is too
and hordes of people who would do easy to forget.

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