The exact time it took for him to sweep me off my feet
boy
it can be the same exact time it can take
for me to carry his Fetus
off me feet
fall in and love
wait for him to pop the question
Marry Me?
Sigh......come to think
I'm sitting here
two years later wealthy
college degree 23
traveled around half of there world
this is not who i pictured to be
matter a fact this is not how my pops pictured me to be
forced me to
believe that i was going to be a struggling teen
doing crack on the streets and following behind the birds
splitting hairs
gossiping
trying to remember if i repeated the same way she did word for word.....
word
i mean is it possible that i have accomplished things
should i be happy
i said to my self yes i should
and i should be acknowledge
i should be polished
walk around proper
like my ethnicity could be polish i mean German
some type of queen
but i will never be satisfied
compromise sometimes
see through my eyes think for many own self
easy flow
so confident to where i can let my ego step aside
my own rules i abide and with this being the beginning
this too shall pass
and in my next life time
i shall be a queen royal poet
expressing my thoughts and poetry that withholds in me
i may have had some silly mistakes in my time
or made naive choices but only
because i get off track
i will always have the strength to step back
on that path
that will be riotous
chugging down my track making noices
art of momvement motivating others'
to make the right choices
TNP