Becoming MeA Poem by Diamond JayMore of me, Less of them, more free and intellectually aware of what I've done to me. Stripping away layers of myself like ripping away my dignity. Showing parts of me no one should see, my vulnerability, and weaknesses it was plain stupidity I gave away myself to too many and expected the same in return, no pity. I love who I'm becoming, a woman of understanding a woman yearning, to learn. You see, as I was searching for someone to love me I didn't know how to love myself. It took some heartbreaks and many sleepless nights to finally understand what I've done to myself. Ashamed to say I am this person when I've already contradicted myself to many higher standards what have I done to myself? Losing parts of me and mistaking it as growth was the first mistake I made. But I love who I'm becoming even though I lowered myself I'm building. higher than before. But hey love is one hell of a drug. makes you all delusional, blind to the eye and naïve. I believed everything they said to me. Stuff like "I love you", "You and I forever", "You'll always be my number one", and "we will stick through whatever" and what not believing all they told me you see where my trust got. Loving them in ways like I sold my soul. them telling me "chill out we will be fine it wont grow old. Being naïve I believed everything I was told. But I love who I am becoming Learning from my mistakes I'm growing. Becoming a woman of understanding, a progressive woman, a forgiving strong woman. Getting in touch with my roots Learning that I am a queen a direct descendant of royalty, its me. the melanin in me is the true essence of beauty. © 2015 Diamond Jay |
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