Seriously man, je suis vraiment desolee
Descretion is the better part of valour as they always say
Because i love you not only for what you are,
I love you for who i am when i'm with you my star
I love you not only for what you have made of yourself
I love you for making me strong, disowned and myself
19, a prostitute, sex is how i make it through Despised by the people who think i can be better than a fool
But my past didn't kill my body but murdered my spirit
All i'm left with is my body of which i face deceit
A bitter soul i am, cold as ice
All the world can see is the demons in my eyes
Marijuana and cocaine are my best friends
I resist getting locked up for drug-dealing is my trend
6 months back with my daddy's swagger i survived in jail
Assault and abuse was on every jail guards life tale
My daddy gave me up at 4 years old
I killed his wife so he walked away and left me alone and cold
I got my bags packed and moved to the streets
Never went to church but found pleasure in praising ghetto pits
Never wonder why i'm so cold and filled with rage
You've never been disowned and thrown outta life's page
But keep your hopes high for one day i might change
One day i might come across someone in my range
One i might not be left alone to suffer
Funny thing is my love is still growing tougher
And even though he left me because i destroyed the love of his life
I still love him because he's only human, he too is my life
I pray that one day you'll get that in your heart
i will give hope to all those in need of love till death do me part
YOU ARE READING
A Flowering Girl
PoetryThese are poems of a girl as she goes through various stages and processes in her teen life before she natures into a woman's. Love, hope, pain, and growth among other things are constantly present in this transition.
