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Waiting To Be Set Free
It has been 21 years, 8 months, 14 days, and some odd minutes and seconds, but hey, who's counting? Waiting for that one night to be set free. The day that I finally step into what we call womanhood. All the pressures and temptations around me 24/7. People wondering why I haven't cracked and just let go. I ask myself that same question everytime I come into that situation. Maybe it's because I believe that I truely need that ring. Maybe I am just waiting for the right one. Maybe I believe that my body and soul will forever be changed. Or maybe I just wanna hold on to the innocense for a little longer. I am not sure. I have no answer for it. I feel ready one day, the next I'm not. I have come close so many times, and each time I pull away. Frustrating, if that is even a strong enough word for it. Especially when the option is sitting in front of your face every single day. I am not sure how much longer I can wait or rather wanna wait. Lol, waiting to be set free, it can sometimes be a pain in the...
