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Dear Little Sister From Another Mister

You’ve been thrown left and right,
Crying to yourself every night,
Thinking all has gone wrong,
& you won’t be giving up after long..
You’ve been heartbroken 
One
Two many times:
From old boyfriends,
To lies;
Father walked out,
Baby killed by mistake;
Your mom has disowned you,
But she still shows you lust…
Everybody knows the truth,
The pain that you do not choose;
They see what you show,
But see me…
I, T’Keyah Wilder,
I already know…
You’ve raped and thrown from left to right;
Crying to yourself every night;
Everybody saying they understand,
But you know you’re the only
One who knows your pain ;
On this land…
It’s a matter of time, 
Before you kill yourself,
Stressing yourself,
Hurting you and everyone else;
Blaming yourself for,
Mistakes not purposely made;
Crying every time you feel like you just got 
Laid,
You want the true love,
Love shown from the heart;
Honestly,
Coming from your big sister; 
I think you need a fresh start,
Easing your pain with nicotine;
I’m surprised you’re not 
Sippin lean…
I know it may be hard,
To forget about the past,
But there’s one thing;
I must ask from you and I 
Want this to last;
Promise me, you’ll try your best
To stress less,
& pray more…
Listen to God;
Put him above…
All;
We’re not close like we used to be,
But you know I’m just a phone call,
Away…
Not far from you..
But I wish you’d  realize,
This too…
Stressing is not working,
Cause death, the devil, lies,
& fear are lurking..
Promise me;
You’ll try to be the best you can be…
Dear Little Sister from another Mister!
 RiP auntie bby ; djF .

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To My Bestfriennd, Daddy, Sister, Mentor, Idol, Role Model,Strength, and Everythang Else: Momma

Okay, tomorrow Father's dayy & i'm sitting here thankingg about all my father's done for me . . Yeaa, he gave me money from time to time, but it wus nuthang compared to what momma gave (: , she gave up her teenage life just to raise me how she wanted me and she worked hard to keep a roof over my head with plenty of food . . if i had a personal problem, momma was first to know and momma knows me better than ANYONE..! Yess, i tell my friend about this & that, but believe it or not ;; my momma gone always know ! If i lost my viginity, momma knows & momma can try to stop me, but most likely imaa listen to myself & go down the wrong road.. my momma keeps my head up and on tha right track . . she's my motivation and righht hand ;; i may act a fool from time to time, but my momma gone ALWAYS be here ! whn friendss walk away and family is no where to be found, momma gone always be right by my side with a shoulder to cry on, a smile to share, and a ear to listenn;; Whenever my inquiring mind wants to know something.. momma knows the answer and its the best one in tha world (: her love is like no other andd she's my EVERYTHING !! she carries her label "Momma" to the fullest and ionn care what NOBODY says, " MY MOMMA IS THE BEST ONE AROUND : D " .!

- if you wnna get respected by youur label "Momma OR Daddy"; Yu gotta takee care of your responsibilities (: ,

momma took care of BOTH sides of responsibilites, so i stand here today as a young adult in the making wishing her a happy father's dayy (: , i love yu mommiee !

*Oan' Happy Fatherss day Gmaa ` Dana Davis`

&& Happy father's day to all the othr mothers out making thangs happen and working hard for their kidss . . .!

"Happy father's to the brave men, the real men, the men that accept their responsibilities and never turned their back on their children, and thank you to the great mothers that embrace the challenges of playing the role of both mother and father for their children when those cowardly men were never there to face their own responsibilities... Happy father's day!" - LexussJonessSaid It Bestt (: -

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We'Re Living In a World Today

We livin in a world today,
Where its streets over home
Heartaches where pain rome…
Its guns before goodies,
Babies before books…
Boys before brothers,
& family below lovers…
Its sex without rubbers,
More baby showers than graduation parties
And more funerals than weddings…
We’re blinded by lust, 
And trapped without trust…
We’re living in a world today,
Where everybody falls a victim to the street..
A bullet is the only thing they seem to meet;
Everybody’s a follower,
But nobody leads!
We’re living in a world today,
Where only parents read..
The obituary is one thing they probably 
Aren’t too happy to view..
But the kids who listen:
Its only a few.
It’s more obituaries than honor rolls
And this is what we live in…
Today

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'dear Summer,'

Dear Summer,

in reality "I hate you"
I hate your friend "sun" too.
every time you come around,
I have to change my boots 
for sandles..
and put my favorite thermal
away just to make room for tank tops...

Eczema is an attraction to my body,
so heat isn't really my
kind of weather;
bumps begin to form
and its all your fault...

Summer, 
you can be friendly from
day to day,
but from my point of view,
You're mean . . . .

Sincerely,
|Your worst enemy, T'Keyah Shamere Wilder -

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Letter To My Unborn Child

This is a letter to my unborn child . .
My Pride & joy, the love of my life, my reason to live.. we shall meet, & when we meet, there will be no wall, no river, no obstacle to come between us.. Your smile? One a man would kill for.. Your Voice? Music to my ears.. Your Presence ? My Blessing.. Youll never know what it feels like to be betrayed by your own father.. & even if you do grow up in a single-parent home you'll never want nor need for anything.. We'll talk & laugh like bestfriends, hangout like siblings, respect eachother like co-workers, & I know there'll be times when we disagree & argue like worst enemies.. but through the sunshine, as well as the rain, mom will be there though trials, tribulations, & pain.. You'll know me like the back of your hand, & i'll know you like the palm of mine.. you'll be book smart and street smart & if i can help it, you'll use the book smarts to better yourself in life,& the streets smarts to overcome the battles you encounter on your journey through life.. that "C Word" . . NOT Carpa Tunnel.. No, Not Cancer.. but "Can't" will NOT be in your vocabulary.. & "I Give Up" is an error in your mind.. I'll teach you everything I know plus some.. You'll be the kid on the block who falls in love with daddy.. therefore, your favorite words will be "I'm Gonna marry daddy when I'm old enough", only til you're disappointed with the reality that its impossible.. You'll hug mommy everytime she's in sight.. you'll be the change this world seeks.. a new spitting image of me(: , but until you arrive; baby boy, or baby girl.. i'm gonna keep this dream alive.. I'll live for you & for me.. cause when you step foot on this earth, this is how you should be.. to my pride & joy, the love of my life, & my reason to live

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Thn, But, This, and Now

i used to bee the T'keyah Thatt -
Laughed at others whn they were hurt,
cared only about myself,
played entirely too muchh,
thought i wus [above] othrs whn it came to my education,
tried to be bestfriends with the teacher,
only went places with Alexis Rutherford
always put it in my head that i would NEVER disappoint my mother,
& stayed mad at my father because he wus never in my lifee . .
 
, but thn -
middle school camee alonee,
boys caught my eyes,
teachers weren't like they were at Vineville Academy,
my mind became maturer thn my agee,
i wus introduced to more thangs for older kids,
i convinced myself to question my father about thangs i wantd to know
& i looked at life wayyyy differennt .
 
Thiss Causedd -
me to separate myself from others,
my mind to wonder on . .
me to act up jus for attention,
mee to do the thangs my mind wondered about,
me to understand why my daddy wus never here [im still trying to understand]
& mee to do simple thangs to fit in , but only to find out that once its gone, you never get it back:/
 
But Noww -
I'm that T'Keyah who -
is always smilingg
always helping others
forever giving advice even whn i cnt take my own,
always waiting for others to realize that once I'm gone, you'll regret the way you treated me,
always crushing on someone,
always laughingg cause its just that fun,
always makingg ppl smile even whn i'm down in the dumps myself,
always crying behind closed doors//
always blaming herself 
always lying to herself to make her believe certain thangs.
is missing her uncle jay
thinks nobody loves her,
always questioning "Why" on her life from back in the past,
BUT NEVER regretting any of it, because at one point in time. . that's exactly what she wanted:))

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Just Because I Smile,

Even tho i hurt, i smilee . . . but even tho i smile, i still hurtt //
 
When you see me, i'm always smilingg . .
When you see me, the first thing that comes to mind is "What you smiling for/at"
but really . . you gotta know my story to actually kno why i smile . .
i smile because that's all i know how to do until i'm behind closed doors,
i smile because i don't want nobody to think that my life is a mess,
i smile because i feel like i have no choice,
i smile because i feel like no one will want to kno my problems
& no one will even CARE forreal about my problems . .
 
everytime sumbody has to say sumthang about me . . . . 
it gotta be about me walkingg around with a smile on my face ALL the time ,
 
but honestly, i know that feeling when it feels like nobodyy caree. . whn youu goinn thru yo problem, it seem like NOBODY there // they say tha only thang you can count on in this world is prayer, but recently i prayed so much, i thought that god couldn't hear - Pliess . .
 
I'm the girl whose always there for everyone, & honestly i want everyone to know that i'm here if they need a ear to listen, a smile to borrow, or a shoulder to cry on because just like i don't like that feeling, i'm pretty sure they don't , so if you need either one of those . . . . I'm ALWAYS here:)) .

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That Girl,

that girl ?
tha girl who smiles regardless of thee situation..
thaa girl who talks extremely too much whn she's bored,
thaa girl who everyone calls weird, but thats only because they don't understand why she does what she doess,
thaa girl who laughs all goofy whn she doesn't wnna say tha wrong thangg,
thaa girl who everyone comes to for advice, but dnt kno that she cnt even give her ownself advicee,
thaa girl who puts a smile on everyone else's face even whn she cnt put one on her own,
thaa girl who cries behind closed doors , & that girl who keeps it all a secret until she's around that one person she trust,
thaa girl whose friends thank that her family is crazy, but only to find out that they cnt even get alone,
thaa girl who does almost everything backwrds,
thaa girl who blames herself for EVERY mistake, but only to TRY to & make it a lesson learned, 
thaa same girl that everyone calls REAL, but they dnt understand that she jus NEVER bites her tongue,
thaa same one who everyone says is maturee for her age & has bigg dreams,
thaa one who has always promised herself that she'd make her momma proud regardless of her decisions,
thaa girl whose heart is  FULL of wisdom, but she doesn't even kno where it comes from
thaa girl who ALWAYS fall for HIS typee,
& ALWAYS end up in thee same position EVERY time..
thatt same girl whose hiding a secret from one of her friends, but she's afraid her friend may never understand......
 
ths girl.... that girl.... that same girl.... is me, because I'm that girl

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Would You Rather

Sometimes I ask myself..
Is it me?
Or is it you?
Could it possibly be us?
How can I fix it..
 
I lie in bed and wonder..
Am I really the worst thing to ever happen to you?
Or maybe I’m the biggest mistake to ever enter your life..
 
Typical teen?
I really doubt it..
 
But there’s always these questions:
 
Would you rather I bring home Fs..
Suspension notices from school…
Maybe even expelled letters or something..
 
Would you rather me stay out past curfew,
Or wait, maybe never even come back home..
 
Would you rather me need a ride home from a party,
One that just got shot up?
 
Would you rather me continue asking for rides
Home from school..
 
Would you rather me bring home an extra mouth to feed,
Knowing I, myself, can’t provide for he/she?
 
Would you rather me find happiness in the streets,
Or continue to find it in my books?
 
Would you rather me continue spending time
In my room alone,
Or would you rather me go out,
Steal,
Smoke,
Drink n’ Drive,
& spend my time in a cell with ppl I barely even know..
 
Would you rather look at me and smile,
Thinkin “It Coulda been Worst”..
Or look at me & frown saying
“Where did I go wrong?”
 
Would you rather me ask you first,
Or sneak around?
 
Would you rather me,
Steal your money,
Or ask for it,
Knowing I’m not the only one you’re providing
For ..
But only to be confronted with the answer of NO,
& becoming engaged with rage…
Ohh wait! Or would you rather me,
Sit back,  & not ask at all..
Because I already kno what the outcome will be…
 
Would you rather me dawg you behind your back..
Or keep it all held in..
Cry from day to day and not even know why..
 
Sometimes I wonder… Am I really that bad ?
And Did I really become the biggest mistake you made?

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' the Midst of the Crowd '

in the midst of the crowd,
i can feel myself;
feel myself doing what ?
giving up, but

this feeling is a first
and deep down it 
hurts cause i know its the devil 
and its beyond my level

my level for what ?
my level of control ; 
i just wish reality had 
a pause button, so
i could put life on
hold ;

in the crowd,
I can feel the hurt
their pain, my pain
this is just too much rain,

but its all in the midst of the crowd. . . . .