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Im a woman again

Contributed by Lessa on Tuesday, 18th October 2005 @ 10:54:40 PM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry



Who was i last year at this time,
i was 19, i lived in my car and had my work clothes in the trunk
who was i 6 months ago
i was engaged, i was lost, i was someone else totally
who was i last month,
i just turned 20 and realized
i missed me
i missed knowing who i was.

Which is worse maybe you can answer
living in my car with freedom and choice
knowing im still me and always will be
or is it much worse to have a home and food
but knowing you're betraying your own personality
knowing you will never be
a wife, a stepmom, a domesticed cat
at least not now, not till im ready

so i left
a week ago today
no socks no bra barely a shirt on my back
but i felt good, happy, and relaxed
i missed my friends
he never let me talk to them
but they are still there, he certainly is not
they said they didn't know me this past year and a half
they are glad i am back from wherever i went
i am a woman, a week ago today,
im independent, im proud, i hold my head high
i have my life back now, i worked hard for it
i have my own stuff now, i'll wear what i want
damn u man for holding me down
this cat isnt ready to be domestic yet
i dont do windows, i barely do trash once a week
i am 20 years old and i am gonna act like it!!!




Copyright © Lessa ... [ 2005-10-18 22:54:40]
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Re: Im a woman again (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Wednesday, 19th October 2005 @ 02:17:39 PM AEST
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Hooray for you!!
Don't allow any man to keep you down..
Jenni




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