•A Look Inside•
a 15 yr old, sitting down in her bed
always in her own head
wanting to be more than what she called herself
cause herself was her biggest friend and enemy
trying to learn about her own anatomy
wiping her tears as soon as they get to the bottom of her cheek
putting up the mess she calls her hair
she looks like a lion when she doesn't do it sometimes *chuckles*
trying to rediscover herself
like the times she did before
but this time she wouldn't ignore
the sanity it brought to her mental
relaxation
hoping and praying for a better nation
better than the one she lives in now
not wanting her kids to put their heads down for the color of their skin
but hold it high for all they can bring to the world
intelligence, inspiration
i am my own inspiration
don't take it the wrong way
but i had a lot of things taken away
purity being one of them
my body doesn't say teenager
it says "get at her"
short brown skin girl with thick thighs, big boobies
and one hell of a back
i didn't want to be looked at like that
green isn't my favorite color
but i want to be engulfed in its nature
walk through the forest
a home away from home
cause lord knows the place i lay my head at is not "my home"
felt like that a year ago
now i'm in a mystical
of life, peace and faith
which all bring me faith
u can tell in my face
that i am a strong black woman
and i am
no further questions
*I think this is my favorite poem I've ever written. And it's also the first one where I really tried to rhyme. Crazy how good it came out.🙏🏾
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Morgan's POV
PoetryA peek inside my mind of what I go through but never say out loud. This is the closest my poems will go out to the world but this is a small step in the right direction. I hope you like it here. 🌷
