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This is a story for anyone who may have lost their way, lost someone or themselves or just need love and guidance in any form...
`I'm recovering a memory that I forgot long ago.. some parts are still vague and hard to process but I'd like to share it here especially for today, and in the best way I know how; so here goes;
It was 5th or 6th grade English class at Greendale elementary school. We were doing some work and me and some of the other kids were getting easily distracted. Most days Mrs Branston would align the desks and chairs in sections and push them together to form a rectangle so as we sat we'd be facing each other; and that's when it happened - out of the corner of my eye I saw and heard Niall's* big voice ripping on Melissa* and it went something like this;
N: "Yo Melissa your teeth are so yellow, the suns jealous" ...
and...
"Go brush your teeth" and the one that really set Jessie off-
"two words TIC-TAc" Melissa wasn't saying anything to this, so then without missing a beat Jessie turned around and said
" Niall, two words, Slim-fast!" `
there are people and things that remind you of who you are and who you want to be and I am thankful for those moments just like this one. And today I happened to think of this moment in my life and although I may have hurt and stooped to his level a little bit it's sometimes necessary- I'm proud that 11/12 year old me stood up for someone who couldn't stand up for themselves.
**When I originally remembered and posted this story on Facebook, it was November 8th 2016, two years after my ex-boyfriends younger sister Julia had passed away. The pain was enormous and confusing and difficult.. she had her struggles but this angel's life was cut short at 20. She was the younger sister I never had.. The night before the two year anniversary I asked for strength and her family always believed in angels so I turned to them for guidance, and I woke up the nextt day with this story.
So the moral is go on with love and kindness; always. ** Julia knew this and reminded me of this for myself, reminded me of my old self that I was losing. I was always much happier in my elementary days, carefree, funny, kind, outgoing, honest and truthful.
Thanks for the memories I asked for angels and thanks Juju.. now I can move on and let go, but I'll still love you for always xox, Jessie
p.s. the asterix* symbol was used because I changed the names just to keep things anonymous for those involved..
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will I lose the real me,
chasing this identity,
at times I think
at times I do
is it time to find somebody new
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Life is the dancer,
you are the dance
you can seize the day
and take a chance
I'm tired of running
I just want this chance
I just want to dance...
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What is your truth ...
I remember being asked this question in high school Journalism class I remember saying my truth honestly is that I don't really understand this question..
I am revisiting this question years later after struggling, hiding soul searching and looking for guidance from within and this is what I came up with:
My truth is that I hid from who I am, who I want to be I don't always do or say the right things, and it leads to confusion it lead me astray and off my path WHATEVER IT WAS. WHATEVER IT COULD BE. Everyone runs from the truth which is the scary part because the truth is us all. We are truth we are answers so why do we run from ourselves? I don't know who I am leads to me not knowing myself my truth and worth I know there is truth in this I want peace I want love I want clarity i want happiness I need (some) calm I don't like boredom and I stray from responsibility which leads me away from possibility within myself and my goals I am worthy i am kind i am well now but I wanted the easy way too and things aren't always going to be easy so I have to keep going for my eminent survival depends on it They are in some high-end place and they're talking like idiots but truth is realness and different and open and refreshing and people love it.
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blaze your own path in life
that's what they told me
you can plant the seed
but its only you who can grow and lead
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Jessica Ross Poem
What is your truth ...
I remember being asked this question in high school Journalism class I remember saying my truth honestly is that I don't really understand this question..
I am revisiting this question years later after struggling, hiding soul searching and looking for guidance from within and this is what I came up with:
My truth is that I hid from who I am, who I want to be I don't always do or say the right things, and it leads to confusion it lead me astray and off my path WHATEVER IT WAS. WHATEVER IT COULD BE. Everyone runs from the truth which is the scary part because the truth is us all. We are truth we are answers so why do we run from ourselves? I don't know who I am leads to me not knowing myself my truth and worth I know there is truth in this I want peace I want love I want clarity i want happiness I need (some) calm I don't like boredom and I stray from responsibility which leads me away from possibility within myself and my goals I am worthy i am kind i am well now but I wanted the easy way too and things aren't always going to be easy so I have to keep going for my eminent survival depends on it They are in some high-end place and they're talking like idiots but truth is realness and different and open and refreshing and people love it.
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They say love is like a roller coaster,
full speed ups and downs
and flips to turn ya right over
Full of cheating, lies and misbelieving
knowing it's hard to let someone get close
cos they may be deceiving
I've loved before
and it wasn't right
made me wonder if I could love anymore
Love can pick you up and knock you down made me doubt if there's any good men left around
Then one day it began to click
I knew he was the last one I'd ever need to pick
We had so much fun
and we got along
I knew right there he was the one
and our love had just begun...
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Feels like we're on another level here
sometimes it feels like God's nowhere near
Some things happen that seem unfair
sometimes it feels like
we're in the depths of despair
Since he's been gone it's been a long time,
but that doesn't mean he's not on our mind
He was a son, a brother cousin and best friend
We were so proud of him
til the bitter end
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I had all these ideas of what it meat to be 24
I thought things would just fall into place and I wouldn't give it much thought.
but you're still so young they said; their words not enough to take away the feelings of disgust anguish and worry.
I had my own confusion masked with thoughts of grandeur and illusion.
I feel like a carbon copy of who they want me to be
I've lost the original me.
Sorry for being aloof
I think it best,
sorry for being away I need to take a rest.
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My lyrics are my therapy,
from a real world that scares me,
from a real world that's carefree
from a real world that needed me.
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