Its where my Struggles Are

My poerty is Real

Believth in all my struggle Cause its Real

Tell me how do you judge me 

as a strong woman that doesnt care

or a weak one that hides behind a smile

bet you aint know i could write

or maybe you never knew i was real

I write because i struggle

so instead of venting to you

i vent to a white paper or even a white computer screen 

does that make me races or just real 

remeber im black to 

i write to run away from my pain 

to walk away and hide to 

or maybe to site in a corner and constaplate on the heart that beats in me

i write to ask God how dare you create something so ugly inside and out

i write to leave this life to enter in some alternate universe where maybe just maybe someone wants me 

OTHER THAN ME

or maybe they do and i just cant see it because i have built a wall so thick a bulldozer couldnt crash it

dont worry my vision is 20/20 so i see you on the otherside of the only door 

but the door leads to my heart so no matter how hard you knock i will never answer 

oh my bad i was still somewhere where someone wants me 

i write poetry because its my virtual tears 

because its where im free 

its where im loved by someone other then God 

a paper that opens it arms believe in me past everything 

I WRITE BECAUSE 

its where my struggles are