I’m inspired by life… my experiences in my 27 years and by my encounters with others whether they be perfect strangers, friendly acquaintances, dear friends or fam… Words and actions have shaped my view of the world and made me the woman i am today. I don’t regret my past experiences or observances at all anymore because had i not experienced them both the bad and good things i wouldn’t be the strong woman i see reflected at me every morning when i look in the mirror. There is ALWAYS room for self improvement but as an overall human being i’m dam PROUD of what i’ve shaped out to be. I’m very optimistic about this year… i’mma MAKE it my year of striving for and reaching toward my goals. Lord willing i won’t be in the same rut i was in last year. I’m determined i’m gonna be more successful and happier and those around me those who are dear to me as well as strangers will take notice in the positive change in me and be inspired. This website is one step in many steps i'm making to reaching toward my goals and dreams. Let the pitfalls and set backs and yes even the screeching halts come on my journey to success because the halt shall only be a short pause with God on my side i'll keep moving and find different and new routes to reaching my goals. I shall not be specific just yet on what i plan to acheive... for my goals may fluctuate...but one thing is a constant i shall be more successful and better off by the end of 2011 than i was in 2010.
Hurt
27 Years on the planet and i still understand nothing about life.
Like why does it seem like the people who are undeserving get the perks
While the people who are decent suffer all the pain and strife
Somtimes i feel hatred for my own family
They either don’t understand or don’t care to understand anything about me.
I feel so lost and alone most times, the only comfort i have is my music
and the few close friends i’ve gained over the years.
Other times its just me alone with my thoughts and fears
No one around to tell me its gonna be ok so i just release my tears.
Let them roll down my cheeks and drop one by one onto my shirt.
I self encourage myself cuz all it seems my family wants to do is hurt.
I spent my infancy up to the age of 16 apologizing for being just who i am
Years of searching for acceptance i never gained, but i’ll never do it again.
Even if i stand alone in my sentiment, I proclaim that i LOVE who i am!
I’m an Original, and no one can take that away from me
If anyone will come along for the ride i guess i shall just have to wait and see. <3
Her mind tells her not to feel, yet and still tears spill Streaming down her face. She’s ever alone and always out of place. Trying relentlessly to find her niche in this world So that she may one day feel like a worthwhile member of the human race This species she was given at conception However sometimes her thoughts and ideas seem alien To those who do not understand So relunctantly, alone she stands Usually but sometimes she lucks out and meets People who understand her Ambiguity Why? because she and they are one and the same Alike somehow even if she hasn’t learned their names Those who follow their own drummer, free thinkers Makes her feel like she’s not fighting this senseless battle alone The battle of the false ideal about what is the “norm” She and her motley crew, fight this adversary that is without form This shapeless enemy, that tries to mold and knead us Into what “fits” This small army would choose death before being over taken by it Tired and weary they march on Through a landmine called “acceptance” except that’s not the name Those unblinded by society know the true title Of this dangerous place…. This place called “Deception” So she who was once alone stands With a population of outcasts Ever vigil, a weapon called “truth” held securely in each hand…….