When you look at me ,What do you see? Do you see the best or just the worst in me? A mother by the young age of seventeen, Bittersweet moment alot of fear, yet a special day, December the 26th day , your birth took place, Aniya Gabrielle a gift to me. Do you see more than my mistakes ,the tears i cry , late nights up awake? Do you see the love in me, heart of gold broken time after time. Do you see the frustruation in me? Trying to be better than my yesterday , but yet all i hear is my past short comings ,having two kids. Do you not see the good in me From the outside looking in, looking right through me. The best in me , my talents ,writing , my true aspirations and dreams. Do you see the hurt in me ? Riddiculed over old things, Transparency , you continue to look right through me , my god is great and still not through with me. A work in progress , A child of the king ,Aiming for nothing but great things. Do you see the real me or are you blinded by the worst in me, Who i use to be? Transperency ,outside looking in ,Im just and striving for the best, So much more to me than my past ,Now do you see the best in me or are you still simply transparent to the good in a girl like me.
Copyright © Kierra Crosby | Year Posted 2017
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