it remains unknown on how the heart and mind is supposed to sync
like a computer Im always full with error
but yet I'm trying to be more honest and appreciative on how I use to think
and move with so much haste
my mind's speaks to me one way
and my heart pulls me in another.
I use to move like a stepford wife
talk when you wanted,
eat what you ate,
took steps wherever you went
now that I cut loose a string that once bothered me so much, all I can do is wear the garment that I once hated
and try to flaunt what's left of my beauty
to someone else
hoping they might catch the bait.
still picking up unfamiliar pieces of my face
knowing I can't erase time
trying to be poised with so much grace,
in due time
all I know is change is becoming to woman like me.
change is becoming to a woman I see. change is becoming for little girl in me.
©ohzhane
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