Some days are easier than are others
It's no one's fault I make myself second
Then I'm angry at sisters and brothers
Because I jumped because someone beckoned
Not loving self to take care of my needs
I will not cry because you are so sad
I needed this day and not for your greeds
And still we can't talk because it makes you mad
My happiness is a priority
Too many days I am down in a slump
Can't give my joy to a minority
I sit quietly while you vent and dump
Pray tomorrow will be better than this
Pray that I soon find some kind of a bliss
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