Truth

The truth is such a hard pill to swallow.I avoid it at most costs.If it’s not going to help me accomplish love, I let it go.Some say it’s a toxic trait, why avoid the truth when it’s necessary?But they fail to realize my truth is always scary.I get weary explaining who I am for people…

Growing Today

Every move I take, is carefully calculatedI admit, it’s not always the greatestI do this so my space never gets invadedThe second I stop, my energy becomes fadedMy hard work is wasted, my body is jaded, I feel my thoughts go intro hatred I taught myself that my thoughts should always be sacredI was so…

A Little More

Hope takes a little more time.It’ll take more to get out of my prime.I just need to push through all the obstacles to survive.Sometimes my heart tends to feel deprived. After one hump, I always have a mountain to climb.Getting paid less than half of what I deserve for working full time.Makes me question if…

What we are Fed

They live to feed our minds negativity.Overflow our thoughts with doubts.When we start to drown they ignore our cries.We’re left screaming, panting for breath until there’s no air supply.No one seems to care for our end of days.They just talk about us, trying to rewrite our initial characters. It’s our time to feed ourselves.Provide our…

Humanity

I tried borrowing a heart from anyone with a lending ear. It turns out, most people only listen for something in return. Their attention has a limit. My intentions were genuine, their’s were for their own gain. I was blinded by my good will and humility. Not everyone is as joyful as they seem –…

New Guy

I have challenges when starting something new, but you made it easier.This time was smooth, this time seemed safer. The new guy showed me how to be happy.How to forget every other one that was crappy. Kisses for breakfast to help me feel wanted.I had better days when I felt confident enough to dress sexy…

Remained Unopened

Everyone possess the key.No one takes the time to observe me.To see what it takes to get access to the most precious parts.They just admire the determination of my arts. I paint pictures that were scrutinized.I was criticized.So they wanted to see why I didn’t shatter.One day they’ll figure out, their opinions never mattered. Unless…

The Leftovers

I wish she felt she should always be first place.Second to none in any race.But she didn’t, she always felt inadequate.It ruptured any type of faith. Always felt like she couldn’t do better.That always leads her to settle for the leftover.Trading her soul for anything used up and old.She deserved much more. Even with a…