I AM

During some "spring cleaning" I found an old journal from my high school days. I'm not sure if I should consider them poems or just things I needed to get off my chest. This journal was my therapy and some days to be honest I wish I still had that same passion for writing. At the time I never wanted anyone to read my words because they were mine and mine alone. So I'm going out on a limb and sharing my past thoughts with whoever eyes they land old and who knows maybe posting this will inspire me to pick up where I left off.

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I am just a young lady

I wonder why people won't let me be

I hear the way b***hes speak of me

I see the way n***ahs look at me

I want them to stop lookin at me

I am just a young lady

I pretend that its all about me

I feel people should respect me

I hope to touch people's hearts with my poetry

I worry that I'm misunderstood

I cry when the stress adds up

I am just a young lady

I understand that I can achieve anything

I say life is how you live it

I dream that all this (the finer things in life) could be mine

I try not to let people get the best of me

I hope life starts to get easy

I am just a young lady

I wish I could say how often I will share a past thought, but I'm not sure as of right now. My guess as of now is when the urge for sharing hits me again.