I look back at good times
Good times that didn't exist
The good times that was true
The good times I was a girl
and I will be a girl again and again
Cuz that's always there
A hard truth to bare
Wood was the way
A dresser set in front of me
The door on the left
A candle in front of the mirror
A beautiful ol' sight to see
1 thing is true
8 away from spares and spades
0 to count
0 recollection
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The times where males dominated
Expectations were rapid
Strong and weak were the norm
The norm is ol'
and the new is weirdly satisfying
A new life
A new challenge
A new game
A new trial
A new lesson
A new way
Badly hurt
Absorbed a lot
In a hazy maze
Hopeless and lost
Picked up and carried to a new home
The lightness of feathers being happy and awe
Shocked looks of the past
Fiery hooks of the future
A las' I'm not truly free
I am an individual
Not one side
Not two sides
Not all sides
With morals on one
And wants on the other
I am an individual, but not repressible
Fights won
Fights lost
Learned a lot
A lot yet to learn
I didn't choose
I am picky
I don't want attention
I want understanding
Be there and I be here
Great rewards await
Though nothing physical
I look back at good times
Good times that didn't exist
The good times that was true
The good times I was a girl
and I will be a girl again and again
Cuz that's always there
A hard truth to bare
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Inside The Subconscious Mind
PoetryHere are my works of poetry where I spill all of my thoughts and feelings on the situations that I and others had to deal with throughout my lifetime here on Earth. I hope you enjoy! Goodbye and good luck Blitzers! (Some poems are 18+) ♊️♋️ Cusp (O...
