Time after time I watched life come and go. Never once did I give up, I continued to move forward. My life began at 13 when my true love came to shine light on a dark shadow that hover over me. I could not explain the deepest gratitude I felt to hold it close to me. Maybe I wanted you so bad that life couldnt be more.than a joke. But I never got the chance to say goodbye. Oh am sorry, I meant to say see you later. Over the pattern of my life, representing to be my friend, it tend to win again to stab me in my back. Shall I care on, as if the world I reside in, is just a stopping stone, until my external life begins. I play the puppet with strings that are attached and to watch, these characters, called people, point and laugh at my failure, so they think. Death reappearing to take something I felt belongs to me. What joke could life plays again. What could you establish alone, this place called life. I took all the curve balls that you threw at me and hit the grand slam in the baseball stadium off Citizen Bank Park, in Philly. To look at you, and watch the trumpet, I encountered, bloom into love, that you thought you took from me. I stand, I rise and I am me. Short and stubby with the curve of a goddess. IQ is phenomenal, but have street credits, due to my hustle to live and not lay down to die to a society who said, I am known as a welfare mother. Educated to all high level of intelligence, but live in the hood. Does that make me a Hypocrite, no, it makes me, who I am. Am design for greatness, not to be confused or destroy, but the words you think is true. I walk with my plump breast out,and swallow the negativity, to only speak of truth. Challenge me to a draw, and let see who stands. I am me!
Posted on: Sat, 29 Mar 2014 22:25:25 +0000