Thoughts I never Speak.
Things I wish I could say out loud.
This is a poem for all the words I never say out loud,
But because this is a poem, it'll have to be under 500 words.
How am I supposed to do that? I have a life time of words I'd love to spit out and just get them out of my head, and off my chest.
So, this is for the 16 year old girl who is stuck in herself and never allowed out.
The girl who wasn't allowed to have hopes, dreams and can't follow her own path.
If I could just go back to her for five minutes I would tell her;
The adults in your life do not want whats best for you,
They claim they do, they feed you, clothe you, house you, all basic human needs that you require to survive.
The dream life you want- the one you desire is right there at your finger tips,
You just need to reach for it and grab it,
You are the one who is in control of your life and what happens to it.
People have spent your whole life controlling it and even when you grow up, move away people will continue to control you.
We stop that.
When we are 90 we are going to be wondering why we allowed such bullshit to go on for so long.
Before we get there let's change that now and take control of our life.
Not everyone that comes in your life has your best interest in mind.
You have the most beautiful soul- many people will come and try to taint that,
That is okay because that's were we are going to learn to set boundries.
Of course there will be people who will not like that idea and will try to convince you it's too much,
You are never too much for the correct people.
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Jen Phillips
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Comments (2)
Well wrought, Jen! I love this take on the challenge and yes, 500 words seems quite a tight word count for such a potentially-expansive subject matter! Well done!
that's so very true. it took me over 70 years to find friends who'd accept me for who and what I am. My parents? Finally, when I turned 20, they stopped trying to change me. But, by then, I was no longer who I wanted to be. But, I grew into me - with the help and acceptance of good friends. This is a GREAT piece. should have gotten top story.