It actually feels really good to do my own thing and not have my life dictated by another person. I act and dress and be the way I want without having to impress someone. I am me. I can be weird. I can be awkward. I can be silly. I can be crazy. At least I ain’t ashamed to do what I want to do.
“…I’m sure That he’s not even thinking of me Yeah it was weeks ago But you see It’s true when they say that boys move on so easily And us girls We like to linger behind Go through every conversation with him in our mind Cuz in the end we think we’ll be fine But we won’t We think that his feelings might change They don’t So that is why this is the last of my series of love poems Cuz I am through with him and he So ima just do my thing And be me.”
This last part of one of the poems I wrote a few months ago reminded me of how i’m feeling. Shoooot I just LOVE being able to do my thing and be me. Let’s do thissss.