Escape

You are the flower of innocence, as others want to proclaim you for doing wrong. But, I know you will put them to shame. So, I am going to tell you: its alright to shed those tears---its a sign of strength. And its okay to voice your words. So, you can rethink your plan. People will be people. Therefore, don't let their words hurt your game, all their doing is creating shit because they like the smell of it. But, let this be a message to you, my dear queen: speak your voice however you choose. And don't let their words affect you. Their only spitting out, their own image...they want to be like you. Therefore, this is their fire and don't feel a shame, you continue being you. And don't worry about the Bullshit games. This is another story, I feel the need to place right here... I am done with dealing with dramatic situations that, have nothing to do with me. I won't stand for your backlash and untrue stories about me. And while you are searching for poison, I am trying to find a cure to my remedy. So, if my words didn't hit a soft spot, I dare you to keep it going... the next time you will be truly sorry! My story has too many holes in it that, I am trying to find a patch. So, I can learn how to become much stronger and, not let everyone's words affect me. But, I am not going to remain silent, and yes I will only speak the truth... I know the effect of Karma. Therefore, you and I will get our dose. So, until then, I will continue to keep moving forward. 

Cinderella's call

Dear Cinderella, You have a beautiful name. And I really don't understand why, your family would treat you like a slave. But, then again blood, can treat you bad too. Like, there is no shame. Cinderella, take that worn down gown off, and find yourself something much beautiful to wear. And why not go out and let down your hair... you deserve, a much better life. And if your family don't know, how to treat you right, do what's best for you, and leave them be. People who mistreat others will get what's coming to them. So, just go out and be free! Poetry Corner I can not take credit for this picture. But, these are my own words. 

Soul of Harmony

        I may not have scars to show you that: I am hurt on the outside. But, I have dealt with constant pain throughout my life. I have cried so many tears of joy, that in your mind you wish it never happened. And now I am in a space in my life, where I need to grow more and more independently. There are times I wish I could physically pull back this skin of mine, just so I can show the world--- how deeply I am hurting from this pain. So, please don't mistake this smile for happiness---I tend to use it as a band-aid.

I shall not hide from no one--- it can grow into depression, leading up to much bigger problems that this body does not need. And through this, I shall gain back my self confidence that I once had as a young child.

True Story Actually

I need somewhere to put this story. So, I am going to put it right here. I have been struggling for sometime now, and I am glad to have won a few battles. In 2015, one of my struggles became my reality, I fought so hard until, I eventually won. And yes I had negative words thrown at me, including my own words...based off, of others who did not want to see the best in me. But, I broke ground and got my foot in the door. And some people were proud of me than others. But, I got through it and a new struggle awaits me, and its really hurts, that no words can describe. But, I will do my best to describe it any way, without the tears in my eyes. I am a woman, who will not bite my tongue, I will say what I feel. And when it comes to speaking, around some people, they just don't get it. So, its their words over mine...speaking is hard for me, and resulting to paper is a definite no. So, I still try my best to speak even though, I am trying. But, it hurts sometime... I know exactly what, I want to say and its not coming out. So, here goes silence. I don't want to remain silent... I love to talk. So, if you even come across me, don't thinking I am mad, I just have a hard time speaking. So, do indeed help me and not attack me. Plus, I have more struggles that, Iam dealing with. But, in time you will hear it all, or did I lay it down inside my poetry. Like, Malcolm Gladwell writes his books. I will tell you this much, not every written poetry has me inside of it. So, I will leave you guessing. True story actually! Poetry Corner This poem is real about the two struggles, I had and still having. So, I am glad to see you have read this far. And yes, I do have pieces of me, lingering inside of my poetry. But, not in every piece, just like Gladwell in his books.