Jazs's Journal

June 16th, 2016

Someone told me today that my poetry has been helping them cope . That's kind of contradicting due to the fact that I write mainly when I can't cope.
I guess it's a good thing that I'm not fond of alcohol or drugs. So many things I could be sad about but I rely on the good to make me feel better . I rely on myself to make me feel better . You know move come to realize why I hate my poetry now . I hate it because the ones about love are well.. Atleast were about men I thought I share something with .. And I wasted my time . Or should I say they wasted mine .
I'm tired of men touching me who hands resemble sand paper .. I want flower petal finger tips on my boobs not Venomous fangs ..
I hate the feeling of smelling another woman on the man who is suppose to be only for me .. Don't lie playa I know all the tricks . I don't even know why I try ..
My life is like a sade album .. That's good and bad I must say . But I've come to realize that I'll probably be dealing with men like this for a long time ..
They say "we accept the love we think we deserve " .. I must not think highly of myself then .. But it's kind of funny due to the fact that I love who I am.. Yet I allow others to treat me less than I am
By the way ; happy birthday Tupac ❤️ the only man who has ever taught me anything .. Inspired me before anyone did ..