Dear Girl
Dear girl
Why do you hate your face? Why do you want to change to become more like them? Why do you think it is ok to hold your hands on your hips and roll your eyes as of your looking for your brain? Dear girl why do you think it's ok to love but not be loved? Dear girl why is it OK for you to became a mother before becoming a wife? Dear girl why do you think no man is worth your your heart but can steal your soul?
Dear girl why is it OK to leave behind your innocence as if it's not worth more then two cents? Dear girl why do you think you can't amount to the same things the person does besides you?
Dear girl why do you think you can hide your pain and history behind the mask of makeup as if it's a mask that makes up what you want people to see and not the insecurities that flow in you dear girl? Dear girl why are you running away from which ever way the wind blows as long as your running away from the pain and tragedy of your pass? Dear girl stand tall live life because it's worth living dear girl. Be proud your worth ever ounce of happiness you see dear girl be free.
Poem by:Ciera Shanell
Copyright © Ciera Simmons | Year Posted 2015
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