Why read on...

Why read on... hum
i believe that writing is a form of healing... healing healing healing... healing and revealing things, and uncovering facts and ideas about myself.
i love my self, learning how to better respect myself... constantly renewing myself...
i write until i feel i have nothing left... and thats when i give it to u... just for u to read... and hopefully it helps you-
because writing is therapy...
relax, read, revive, renew...'stay true to urself...

with love::..

Thursday, April 30, 2009

Nobody expected the little things to leave big impressions on u
Nobody expected things to work out—and they didn’t
Feelings left to remain unclaimed and not provided for, left to explore other things and human beings…
Trying to figure out what has left me in between a rock—and a hard place.
I promised myself this was it, and once again I was wrong…
I guess u cant take people’s word—u gotta pray about things on ur own—for your own good. I shud-
Have done a lot of things differently
Prob wont even remember me
I am so ready to surrender myself to your arms God.
Im so tired of people’s arms not being big enough to hold me… I am sooo tired of ppl’s penis’s doing all the talkn—y cant BOYS just use their mouths and try to hold a conversation?
Sitting here contemplating on my self worth
Trying to understand a woman’s worth
I don’t even know what happened,
But I know what will not happen again—and that’s me just deciding to up and let ANYone in.
I thought you were different, what a great disguise…
U put up this great mask, such a nice costume… u tried to dress your feelings up and sugar coat my heart… whatever. U can keep ur sweetness.
I knew it was too good to be true & YES this is about you.