Here I am on a late summer evening lying in bed asking God what's my purpose for living. I dropped to my knees crying begging for prayers, cures and answers. Why do our men use us for their satisfaction? Why is it so hard to find love. Why are our young people in today's society so judgmental and filled with hatred. Why do we often speak to our selves when there is no one to talk to. Why do I look in the mirror to visualize every flaw. Am I the only one who feels numb to life.. There's so many questions but I know he can't answer every last one. I have never been to church nor said a prayer to even believe in this man they call "God". But today I did. I slowly lifted my chin. Wiped my tears and smiled. It felt good to cry, I know there will be better days, you know why ? It's because I believed in myself I had faith..
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