Free Mind

Somewhere deep inside this coconut shaped head of mine
Are thoughts
Thoughts of how great the future looks
Thoughts of how nice it is to have a companion
Thoughts telling me I can be alone and be fine
Thoughts screaming "You Are All Alone "
Those days I cried a lot. About so many things
Unsupportive dad, bad math grades, bad habits, how awful I looked sometimes, being archaic
But I remember along the line just somewhere along that thin line I found myself enjoying all that an average teenager would pray for.
That's when the flavor of my tears turned from basic to acidic.
I now cry about friendships . The wonderful idea I conceived in my mind about friends has been half baked .
I look at myself every morning and repeat my mom's words;
"BE POSITIVE"...She always says even when it's negative, approach it with a sense of positivity.
Such words from a woman who has gone through temptations, mockery, deceit, poverty, pain, insults... you name it...
Can tell her daughter to be strong no matter what. That is a real MOTHER.
My biggest heart desire is that we her children won't make the mistakes she made. Oh Life is really a journey.  Full of Ups(rumps) and Downs(potholes).



(Just something my head brought up one night)

Signed out....
Kristee.