My Honest Thoughts

The average manner of life is tough
To push one’s self is to destroy one’s own desires and wants
To pursue the average is not the American way
But who says that this the way that I must be
Could I parade around like a doll to be seen only?
To relish in the thought of my mindless conception
I can only see a path that is bright
To understand the way I must go I cannot go
I wonder why people constantly want to stop me
But my will is too strong
And my heart is too powerful
And yet I am here stuck sometimes
I am here wondering daily about my actions and consequences
Is it that much more wrong to beginning a world on second comings
Then to force myself in a success mind frame
It is nothing short of his power grace that I am here
And it’s by the devils constant tugging that I learn some of his mysterious methods
I am a woman
Growing, beginning and upcoming
I am growing into something so strong
I do not have to show my skin or where a thong
I can run as fast as I won’t or try my best to maintain a pace
To watch people pass me by all I can say is great
It is not easy to remember the past
When my future is constantly roaring so bright
I was told to never forget my struggles for one my struggles will be repeat
I have no interest in failing
Even though my failures are my strengtheners
I am a woman
Something seen and repeated
But I am a woman mentally and physically never defeated