Karleah Hall Poet I do not know?

Is Their Any Budy Who.

Is their any budy who understands me when I tell them that I'm 
a young women.who's not free yet I'm still  under a curse of haterness,betrail,lost of love, 
confusion, along with true love.  Is their any budy who would like to trade lives with me that 
way.The two of us can see whats its like to live in some one else shoes/life, man your life is 
scary and mess up. Yeah I know mind is mess up as well yes I got pick on by my ownethnic 
group, sorry to say that but it's true.  Is their any budy who understands that fact is thaqt 
none of us has the right to clown/pick on others. When we all have prombles,issues,along 
with trying so hard to please a man or a women.Is their any budy that knows about the real 
truth of why  it's important for black history month for black people. Is their any budy who 
likes to be themselves.

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Derrick Burton March 21, 2009 at 9:53 AM Great release. I say that being yourself is the most beautiful thing you can expose to people. Enjoy your day. Have a blessed day.

L'Nass Shango March 20, 2009 at 11:55 AM I like the honesty of this poem. We love others best when we know ourselves, we are all bits of them and all of them is us. Love and discovery, my dear.