Stepping out of you, walking into me.
Just being the women I want and need to be.
Not wasting another minute being everyone but me.
Am stepping out of you, living my life free.
You have suppressed and distressed what I wanted to be,
you have torn and scorned that women that that use to be me.
But today I am walking away from you so I can be free.
To collect and rebuild that beautiful light in me,
that beauty and joy that use to be me; will be me today!
Because today I am free.
Stepping out of you, walking into me.
I have to be rid of you, to get to me!
Incomplete thoughts is just a random collection of writings, about everything and anything. Some funny and some sad, but nothing is off limits.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Thursday, April 22, 2010
The Lye!
You said you loved me it was a lye.
You said you married me, that to was a lye.
You told me your name, it was a lye.
You said you where not playing games, that to was a lye.
You said that you scarficed for me, but it was all for you.
You said that you needed me, but what you needed was not all true.
You said you would give me the world, but that was not true.
You gave me a lye.
Now I know what is true!
You said you married me, that to was a lye.
You told me your name, it was a lye.
You said you where not playing games, that to was a lye.
You said that you scarficed for me, but it was all for you.
You said that you needed me, but what you needed was not all true.
You said you would give me the world, but that was not true.
You gave me a lye.
Now I know what is true!
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Feeling Blah!
It's raining, there are no children out singing, and my mood is so blah!
Why is my mood so blah? I am looking for the sun, and a little bit of fun, and my mood is blah! So, so blah!
Why can't I find joy? Like when a girl meets the boy; she likes or when a boy rides his first brand new bike. All I have is the gray of this very rainy day. And a mood that is blah! So dam blah!
Peace and love!
Jamilah
Why is my mood so blah? I am looking for the sun, and a little bit of fun, and my mood is blah! So, so blah!
Why can't I find joy? Like when a girl meets the boy; she likes or when a boy rides his first brand new bike. All I have is the gray of this very rainy day. And a mood that is blah! So dam blah!
Peace and love!
Jamilah
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