My price

You tried to undervalue me, I took that check and turned it into interest, mm

I stitched my worth into a necklace, wore it when you tried to barter, skrrt

I laugh soft, ledger loud — my balance is a poem, not a number, nah

I remember the silence you gifted, folding like cheap paper (folded)

I used that hollow to build a bookshelf for my patience (built it)