I don't even know, to be honest. I feel like I'm being judged all the time. to be honest, I feel as if all my so called friends are disappearing. Either dictating my life, and forgetting who I am, or they are seeing me as a losing streak. I try to be honest, but I know for a fact the jokes they make up about me is their real feelings. Never have they even tried to defend me. I'm the big, tough, ugly, fat girl that defend the others, and actually think I have a chance with this one boy. Can I give up now?
I'm being successful with my work, at school. And, I won't give on that at all! I love my vision! But, the thing that I truly hate is that people will be fake towards me, no matter how long I've known them. It just happens like that. They change up on me, because I try to have true meaning, and sooner or later, I'll be the one that they forget, until later in life. People only remember me, as the girl they made fun of, and possibly do again. But, in the future how they will remember me, is Angela Williams-Tourreau, the politician, the author, the successful one. The philosopher, who taught others. The one that rose from all! They all leave me now, but they'll regret it. I think this is my revenge, but also my legacy. I will stand up for what's right, and one day know that I am great! No matter what they all said, I will rise, and I will conquer, I will teach, I will learn, I will think. I will rise! I will win!
I will share my story of neglect, and anger, and the result of it all- Winning. It is my greed. My knowledge is my pride. I grow smarter everyday, while others sit, and complain. Look, I am a dark skin, daughter of an immigrant father. My mother is a single mother, who have neglected me at a young age. I was raised by my nana, who educated me, and my little brother, Avante, with autism. We grew up in the hood, or the projects. Education was the only thing, that I knew that would help me, out of there. But, I never even tried to, when I was younger. But, I started thinking of everything in life...
Do you see why I need to leave?
As of now, I love being by myself, because that is the only thing I know for a fact, I have to watch over my little brother. That is why I talk less, and smile more. Because one day, I know for a fact, I will rise.
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PoetryThis is my emotions from quotev.com, and also just some that I have just written. Usually about love, life, intelligence, and hardships.