Why women why?
Why do we women submit to the evil adventures of love ?
Why do we as teenage girls feel the need to be with a boy?
Why do we as young women feel the need have the love and companion from someone our age as if they can give us everything in the world when they themselves are figuring out their own lives?
Why do we sit and let these young men have so much control over our emotions?
When was it okay to sit and cry over a boy who does not provide for you?
Who doesn't pay your bills.
Who can’t give you the necessity life can give you.
Why do we as women give them so much control?
Are we not superior enough to stand up to them?
Why can’t we as women realize that men have caused pain to women?
They have raped women.
Beat women.
Emotionally put women down.
Why isn’t that enough for us to realize that they are not what we need to stress over?
We do not need to sit and wait for our men to take care of us when we can do it ourselves.
We are very capable of doing things by ourselves but we choose not to….
Why?
Because we long for love and companionship.
Because we love the feeling of being held in their arms.
Because we adore their dashing faces. From their chocolate skin to their long blonde curly hair.
Because we are mesmerized by their brown or blue eyes and smiles that just make us melt completely.
Because having that one guy that is all about you makes us feel like we are the only one in the world.
Because the words that leave their lips telling us how beautiful we are means something to us.
Because we are so blinded by the fact that these men that are whispering these sweet things to us….are saying the same thing to another women.
They are holding another girl the same way he was once held you.
They are saying the same things to the mistress as he once told you.
They are looking into your eyes.
These same eyes that are the gateway to your soul and lying without remorse.
Why women why?
Get it together that guy you know now isn't what he will be or how he’ll act tomorrow.
Let go of that man and focus on yourself.
Be the women God once created.
Explore your options, do jobs people think you can't do.
Be the successful woman and stop wondering about that silly boy who isn't going to help you later on in life.
Because truth be told you're probably only temporary for him.
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