something that has shaped us and shown us who we really are. Like i've said we all have a story, but how many people really know your story. I cannot tell you how many people in the past haven't gaven the fact the i too have a story a thought. At some point or another we have all been judged whether you know it or not. sorry to break it to you, but if you didn't know that its time you do. There have been many times in my life where i think if a person would have known my story or even took a second to realize i did have a story they probably wouldn't have said or did what they did. Okay so here's my point we all have a story to be told, so why not tell it. sometimes what you need is to just get something off your chest.sometimes theres something we just need to put out there.so here is your chance. you have a story as do i.? Don't judge my choices if you don't understand my reasons. You may have heard about me, just like I may have heard about you. The real question is how much of it is true? You’ve heard what I have done, but not what I've been through. Did they tell you about my imperfections? Because I have many of them. I bet you have been told all about my struggles, but what about my strengths? Weaknesses, I have a lot. But, I choose to focus on my positive qualities because they surpass my shortcomings.ĭid you find out that I was a fighter? A lover? How about a bitch? Yes, it's true, I have been feisty at times. I'm not always the easiest person to get along with or the simplest woman to love. I aim to be a greater woman than I was the day before. I'm a pusher, I push myself and I encourage other individuals to be the best they can be.ĭid they tell you about this mouth? Lord knows it could use a filter. I am unapologetic blunt and occasionally it can get me into trouble. Youve heard what Ive done, but not what Ive been through. More times than not, I speak life into others with my words I bet they didn't tell you that. Have you noticed the way my entire face lights up when I talk about something I'm passionate about? Or the way my lip quivers when I smile? You know nothing about my struggles and setbacks, or how I have. I've felt pain I know struggle, and I have been knocked down to my knees. I too know happiness, success, and strength. WHEN HOES BE LIKE YOU KNOW MY NAME NOT MY STORY SLUT Your Stor. But, just because I stand strong doesn't mean I'm still not soft. I can be sympathetic, emotional and many things can make tears run from my eyes. When you look at me you see the strength not being able to witness the sweet moments. Happy endings and love between elderly couples make cry. So you have been told about me, but truly what do you know? You see where I am at presently, but didn't see how long it took me to get where I am. You don’t know the obstacles I've faced or all the times I cried out because I didn't know how much more I could endure.
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