People call me weird, stupid , problem , bored and the list goes on . I get call these name just because I don’t follow the way on how the world see it . Most of the times I don’t fit in but I was told , if I want to fit in I have to be like the majority. But why? Why can’t I be myself and be part of the society. Why I have to follow to crowd just to get notice. It just kind of heart broken that I can’t be me and still be part of a group. I just hate I have to drink alcohol, do illegal drugs , party , wear makeup to look pretty and the list go on. All I just want to be notice but on my own term. I just want to feel love, care for, have fun, be happy, do positive stuff and people say hey that a good idea. Instead I have to hold my mouth because of fear. I just want be outside of the box not inside the box. All I just want is to have people who be there for me and not pretend.
It sad that you feel all alone.
It sad when you think you know someone you don’t.
It sad people say I’m here for you but don’t .
It sad that the people you think who would support you always have an excused why not to do this or that .
It sad people only think about surviving but not living.
It just sad ………
One thing I learn about caring for people , is that you end up hurting yourself. In the end you end up all alone. Then you wonder why? When you look back , these people was just playing you. It be so hard to trust people again .Cause in the back of your mind , you will be thinking would this happen again? But the caring person still help and the cycle repeats again .
Errol Walton Barrow,
Martin Luther King Jr.
Does any of these names sound familiar?
These are some names of men and women who had paved away for us,
There taught us to be confidence in ourselves,
Them show us that no matter the color of our skin,
We can be come great,
There taught us to embrace the color of our skin ,
And the jet black hair which look like tar.
Them taugh us we can achieve anything,
Whether it a politician, inventor, doctor you name it ,
We are equal.
But most of all ,
Them taught us to be strong and to be a proud black person.
And don’t settle for less.
I miss having a mom around. Someone who will be there for you. Who be honest with you . And someone where you can have a long conversation. Someone who will give you their opinion without being judge. One thing, I realized that no one can replace your mom. Your mom have this special bond that developed with you from the time you was conceived. She knew when something is bothering you, she knows you’re secrets. Infact she can read you as a book without saying a words . Mom you might not the best in my eyes you was and will be always in my heart . Love you mom.