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You suppose to be the one who helps me when i’m in need, not tear me down like these other people do. You down talk me and you don’t realize it and it’s crazy because YOU DON’T REALIZE IT not before or even after. You stand there and say these things, these hurting skin attach things. Words that’s gonna stay there till I’m old and grey things. But it seems like mannnnnnn nevermind. But all I gotta ask is this, how come you can’t catch your words like I have too? How come I have to sit there and take your BS? Is it because I’m younger than you or because YOUR MY MOTHER? But I believe that parents have to hold their tongue too so they won’t lose their child. It’s kind of funny though because it seem like you don’t care you REALLY DON’T CARE if you lose me. I’m your punching bag when every one else do you dirty. You use me then throw me back on the back burner till you ready to do it all over again.
to be continued
Why I write poetry?
Well I use it as away to express my feelings without telling people how I really feel. Plus I know that the paper I write on or my phone I type in won’t judge me. I know that all my secrets, thoughts and deep feelings won’t get expose to the light or written on a table. But since I been writting, a lot of stress has been taken off my chest and my heart. And its a great feeling to feel a little bit of stress free you know? One day I want to make a book of all my poetry including my friends :)
Truth is, I smile most my of days. Not because I’m happy but I’m hiding, hiding something. A something that’s a feeling that most get when their heart is in danger. In this case my heart been in danger MANY MANY MANY times before and after crazy right?. And I kept this feeling in for so long I done forgot how to let out this out. So sorry if I’m so closed minded or quick to say some slick S#!+ towards you. But I got to many walls up to tear them down now. And this is the only way I can keep myself from crying late at night, me feeling bad because people dont like me for who I AM. And for me not think I’m W O R T H L E S S and many other things. I been holding this wall up for to long. I see some graffiti on it, Words that cant get erase. They’re permanent like a tattoo, ink so deep in the bricks that water plus won’t take it off…
To be continue…
The words on this picture says it all. Words do have power, but only if you give them the right meaning. You can use this power for good and better yourself and people around you. So SPEAK up, Say it LOUD, and be proud in what you say. But it got to be positive though nothing less
Weave isn’t every girl bestfriend, believe me my head is ITCHING like a mofo. I feel like cutting my hair O F F braids tracks and all. Maybe I need to leave this to the pros, them grandmothers that doesn’t have time or little “fast” chicks that walks with a swing in their hips. But all I know is that tracks WEAVE isn’t for Taylor M. Johnson. :/
I been thinking, maybe this maybe that. Wondering if this is the right road or should I turn back. Maybe I need a life lesson, or maybe I need life to write me back. Telling me something or showing me a sign. Either one is fine I just need help on a few choices that im about to make. And I think that life could help me out just for one time. Sometimes I let stuff get to me when it shouldn’t. And I believe that life would be the perfect match to teach me how to let some “CRAZY STUFF” go. Since people blame life everyday just because they not doing right. I know that life had to forgive ALOT of people falsely accusing it for their own mind set, I know that life had to over think somethings and see the good in people before it can give them their life back. So I ask life this question, can you help me and give my life back? I don’t like being sad and hiding my tears inside all the time. I don’t like having this crazy emotions inside my mind confusing me. Saying that I should have this life sentence to these thoughtless feelings. I know it shouldn’t be like this I’m not a bad person. Guess you can say I was at the wrong place at the wrong time ♥
A women name Jennifer Tyrrell was fired from her job as a boy scout leader in Ohio. She was resigned because she is an lesbian. According to there policy lesbians, gays, transgenders, or bisexuals can not be a member of this group. So now Jennifer has put together a petition for everyone to sign. She believe that everyone should be equal no matter what gender they like. She believe that boy scout is a program to teach boys about life, and if they can’t accept her as being a lesbian her son should not be a member of this group. With that being said she removed her son from this group. She feel as if they are teaching the boys that discrimination is being taught in this group. I agree, what she like shouldn’t involve her working at the boy scout. If she is a good role model and she’s a great worker nothing else should matter. She currently have 187,464 people that sign her petition out of 200,00. Now its up to you to sign it. Every signature counts :) www.change.org/petition.
That’s bogus it shouldn’t matter if you gay or not. You still a person and we was promise equal rights.