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Full blown truth
You took away all my demons and I don't even know who you are.
You took away all my demons and you probably live very far.
Thanks to Alan bailey I know who you are.
You make me wana eat almonds and do yoga in my yard.
Set some goals and try very hard.
You'll never read this is if I back out.
I'm gonna try in all the things I do so when it comes time with you I'm ready and feeling steady nothing else to do
I probably fucked it up already because I try too hard
Or am I not trying hard enough? It's always a toss up . I wana wonder what you had for lunch , I wana trust you oh so much, I wana know you and I want you to be great, my destiny , my lover , my fate. But it's unknown until we have a date ! I guess I'm no hopeless and worthless after all . I mean I always knew that but without support I felt like such a rag doll.
Not caring about myself and what they did to me at all
Trust a woman who use to be young once............
Keep writng all your fears and hopes and tragedies out in your poetry even the anger and frustration. Poetry will be your best and cheapest therapy and it will help you mature,grow and evolve wonderfully in ways you never dreamed you could. It will be the one thing you have to turn to when you feel you have nothing else. Also the beauty of it is one day you will be much older and you can look back on all those poems and see for yourself how that young girl evolved into the fine woman you have become. Take it from a poetess who knows. I began writing just to clean up the mess inside that I felt needed to be cleaned up to make me whole and after so many years that mess was long cleaned up and then some really great poetry started coming and I realized I was onto something. As I read a few of your poems I saw myself in my late teens in your words. I just wanted to give you some encouragement. OH and never define yourself by what others think of you or tell you. You define yourself by what you think of you. You know you best. Be your own best friend. If one of your dearest kindest friends came to you all upset and told you some of this stuff that you wrote in your poems as her own personal information give yourelf the advice you would give that friend. If you don't mind I'll add you to my friends so I can read future postings of yours and keep track of you. From reading your postings I've a good feeling about you that you will be just fine and you will grow in ways you can't even imagine right now. Keep writing. Poetry is path to the higher self and the higher self will never let you down. Sincerely, Melissa Lundeen.