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So-Called "dad"

she sits in the corner, not wanting to move
because her body is in shock from this horrible news
the news she just heard of her so-called "dad"
the life he showed them was not the only one he had
deacon by day, junkie by night
he constantly put ona front like he was living right

she always saw something in him, that others couldn't see
she knew her mom shouldn't be with him, it wasn't meant to be
but what was she to do, only being a hild
little did she know, the truth would come to the light afterwhile
slowly but surely, people began to see
that deacon vines wasn't all he cracked up to be

he had a problem, that was solved with a fix
it put him in a state of confusion, so his family he dismissed
coming home later and later, not caring if his children saw
he did it for years, it instilled fears, until finally he pulled the last straw

his wife had had enough, she couldn't take it anymore
now once ad for all, she is walkign out that door
she is tired of always worrying, tired of all the pain
of styain up late, wating for a mate who was just playing games

so now it's final, her parents are getting a divorce
she always knew that one day her mom would make the right choice
though it took a while to see, she has finally come to realize
that the man she fell in love with had her living a lie

so what is she to do, being put throgh all this turmoil?
it's so overwheling that at times all she can do is cry
she calls her best friend who is always there
hoping to get encouraging words that let her know God won't put more on you 
than you can bear

so as she sits in the ocrner
she begins to ponder on days gone by
the days when she hada daddy who she tought would never lie

Some dad he turned out to be.

10:44pm
3/22/07

Copyright © Blessinda Staton | Year Posted 2007



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Loving Myself

Love is something that heals even the deepest gashes that life inflicts upon us, 
but
Only you can make that happen for yourself
Vowing to always feel good about myself
I'm always looking in the mirror saying, "gurl you jus too cute!"
Never letting anybody else lead me to believe differently
Gots to let the world see that I love me

My smile, my style...who i am
Young, vivacious...who i be
Sweet and silly...who i am
Exquistely outlined in beauty...who i be
Lonely will never be a part of my mind's spelling bee
Finding out new things about myself everyday allows me to realize how unique i 
am and that no one can love me like i do. :)

Copyright © Blessinda Staton | Year Posted 2007

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You Hate To Admit It

sometimes in life we come face to face with facts that we don't want to accept.
needlessly to say, we must take the good with the bad
                                                        the better with the worse
                                                        the happy with the sad.
and even though waht you want is not always what you get, in the end...it'l work 
out for your good.
that's what a friend once told me, but it's hard to hear that from someone that you 
like.
especially when you find yourself attache to them, it seems, in just one night.
you even tell yourself, "don't put your emotions in it".
but, how can you abide by that when your desires are tied in it?
he awakens things in you that you didn't know were there.
you unleash burnign desires, as your body begins to yearn for him.
with every comment (mySpace) you want him more.
with every message (mySpace) he gets closer to your hearts door.
you can't contain yourself.
you try to get away, but this feeling is over taking your sould day by day.

you hate to admit it, but you're pheening for him.
and with every encounter, your desire grows stronger for him.
you hate to admit it, but you're longing for him.
and with every conversation, you grow closer to him.

each and everyday, he's the one you look forward to.
even while walking the halls at school, you find yourself wanting to...
be close to him, to feel his touch
just one wish...is that even enough?
you notice him, while he's noticing you.
you're smiling and blushing, what's gotten into you?
HIM, yea he's all in your brain
his compliments touch your heart like drops of rain.

you hate to admit it, but you're pheening for him.
and with every encounter, your desire grows stronger for him.
you hate to admit it, but you're longing for him.
and with every conversation, you grow closer to

Copyright © Blessinda Staton | Year Posted 2007

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Blessinda

Beautiful, black young lady that
Lives life to the fullest and
Elevates her surroundings to get on the level that she's at
She never takes no for an answer because she is
Strong-willed and knows wat she wants out of life
Inspite of all the drama, she never loses herself within it
Not because she's perfect, but because she's 
Determined to stay on top and be the best of the best
All in all, she is who she is...Blessinda :)

Copyright © Blessinda Staton | Year Posted 2007

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Do I Know the Real Me?

do i know the real me,
and all that i can do?

do i know the real me,
and see that i am beautiful?

do i know my full potential,
and all that i am worth?

do i know that i am uniquely made 
from the soils of this Earth?

do i know that i am intelligent,
and a great problem solver?

do i know that i am strong-willed?
you can't break me, so don't bother.

do YOU know the real me,
and all that i can do?

of course not, because there is still much to be seen.

so, how about you get to know the real you.

Copyright © Blessinda Staton | Year Posted 2007




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