Pretty words You got pretty words

Woman are not factories for babies We are not house maids We are whatever we want to be We were not born for the sole purpose of reproducing. We are meant for more We are more than our bodies We are intelligent , kind and loving And to anyone wh...

Fear grips my heart and mind like Guilt holds on to the guilty Like death to the terminally ill. Voice like a guitar with broken strings . Heart of gold Will of steel Being held stagnant by my comfort zone . Like a tree being held by it's roots .

When nothing seems to matter When everything seems pointless What do you ? What do you say ? You day dream about how you wished things were Why you feel like this You cant seem to find a reason why you feel the way you feel Because so...

My Worst fear

Good enough

Mama I'm sorry

Midnight

Perfection