Topsy Turvy

TOPSY TURVY I am an orphan to my mother’s life. See I did not know she was not inside. She raised me as a child and who I saw made her image live. I now find that an inner being fulfilled her and that was her inner core. I am fostered by the need to grow into a hero. I knew if I did well, my mother would also. Not ever did I foresee the strife that was there and plus, I thought it was not real. The struggle she was in came from a greater existence. So Real Life is. Even when you see your world to be topsy-turvy To fester negative thoughts is to find self-lost. No one is there when going get tough and therefore, you may get in trouble. Up against the wall, you swing out, only to find an empty space and a frustrated stance. You know you are a woman then and not a man. Why, you ask self. However, no answer is given. Your ticket was bought and what you thought was a way out of poverty. Nevertheless, you looked and what you found was an index, your card of life and a projection to a lifestyle. Yes, it is real. Life is. Believe in self and live. Mustering the strength, I found myself suspended in time. Is it evident I have been here? What I did not know is that there were many worlds and I was the little girl lost in them. You know I will grow. You know I will be my own hero. If this is not for sure, then I will be numeral Uno. I am the only one to be noble. Real Life is.