Paint the Town Red

Paint the Town Red

A Poem by Martiya Daman
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Inspired by Doja Cat's song, Paint The Town Red (Clean)

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Paint the Town Red


You wrote things heavy, sharp, and strange,
Words not fit for any life, I raged.
I'm just a kid, I speak in rhyme,
But you choose n' crossed every line.


Yeah, every latiude and longitude,

I thought I couln't stop you?

At least I can say 3 languagues,

Stop, otherwise i'll need a therapist.



You spilled your thoughts like acid rain,
Poured all sorrow, poured your pain.
But I just replied, not start it,
Why aim your arrow at a child's heart?


You will not speak to me, I said what I said,

I will let that all reach my head,

I don't care, i'll paint the town red,


Just you wait, I have a plan,

I will meanwhile drink my drink and stand.

© 2025 Martiya Daman


Author's Note

Martiya Daman
Here im speaking to JessyJacob, who just tried to speak about Sex and Marriage to me, 10 year old on my last writing?

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Your work is spectacular, Martiya! I love this poem and these modern song inspired poems you write! I noticed the inspiration from Doja Cat’s Paint the Town Red, such a smart and creative twist. It captures the clash between innocence and emotional fire with bold, striking language. The defiant tone and raw honesty give it power and depth. This is a wonderfully written and emotionally resonant piece.

Posted 6 Months Ago


Martiya Daman

6 Months Ago

thank you!
Your work is absolutely remarkable, and I will love to help to bring it to life through story art and animation and also i can help you to reach a broader audience. Do you have any other social media account when we can connect? you can find me on this Telegram: @Yaroslava_6ixyes or discord: @yaroslava70

Posted 8 Months Ago


Joss Jeffrey

8 Months Ago

Okay but don't you wish to promote your book?
Martiya Daman

8 Months Ago

No thanks, I don't wish to.
Joss Jeffrey

7 Months Ago

okay author
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Sometimes people's thoughts are beyond our reach. You should never have read those comments, I'm so sorry you saw them. Trying to understand them, trying to explain our own thoughts is in vain. We cannot understand people who cannot think clearly, Because we will never be able to think like them, and that is something to be thankful for.. Sometimes we just need to protect our own energy and our world. It is always very easy to access such content on the internet and unfortunately it cannot be prevented except by human consciousness.
I can only ask you this; if anything makes you feel uncomfortable, reach out to your family, an elder first. And we'll be here. Always. We are in an internet environment now and there is nothing we can do other than make it safe for everyone. And other people will always be here to share their thoughts, and we can't stop that either. We should only block those who harm our energy.

You are an aware kid, but you shouldn't deal with these alone.
Thank you for talking, and thank you for defending yourself. We are here for you!

Posted 8 Months Ago


Martiya Daman

8 Months Ago

Thanks for your support Beren.

I know, but I just read the replies before and not you.. read more
(Some creatures in this world feed on shock, outrage, and blood. What draws negativity inspires their thirst. Parasites require a host...
Just block. And know there is no shadow looking into the light)

Posted 8 Months Ago


Martiya Daman

8 Months Ago

Your words make a lot of sense.
I’ll block and move on — no point feeding shadows with my.. read more

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I am just writing stories & poems and making others smile, I like it. I am 10 years old and Indian, Glad you came to read my profile. It's definetly a pleasure to write here. My thought: Dreams are.. more..