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On My Way
[i][font=Trebuchet MS][font=Tahoma,Geneva][font=Georgia]I had an anger burning in me looking for release
Every time I looked in the mirror I seen a reason to be displeased
Questions plagued me, doubt assailed
All I could think is when will I prevail,
this shit is coming fast like priority mail.
I cast blame for my shortcomings,
walked around mind rumbling, mouth mumbling.
Looked at my children and seen my faults,
people looked at them and seen where I went wrong.
Am I good enough for them, am I sending them in the right direction,
or will they always be my reflection?
Oh I was strong I thought,
into that strong black woman I was taught
But I had a pall hanging over me,
it had the gall to undermine me.
My smile was bright, like a flashlight,
pointed to conceal the identity of my assailant
I used that smile like a repellent
I was suffocating,
my moods fluctuating felt like my heart was breaking,
and I was just...waiting.
Not doing, nope!
Looking at things misconstruing
Then one day I prayed,
not that I didn't other days, but this felt significant
When I was done it was like a weight lifted,
I felt magnificent
I accepted me,
was now on the road to perfecting me
I saw things clearer,
really took a look in that mirror and recognized my errors
Now that night I thought maybe it was a fluke
but the peace followed into the days after,
so my doubts I started to rebuke.
Things didn't magically go away,
but talking with a friend on the train,
we spoke of what positivity can bring.
It was an epiphany moment,
when I realized the peace I had, I OWNED it.
My conviction was strong,
knowing my life is moving along and my spirit shouted "I'M ON MY WAY".
Wow that was powerful,
my conviction was strong and my spirit shouted "I'M ON MY WAY"
It's like when I look through the lens I see what I create,
I have the control make no mistake,
I offer up my sins for my repentance,
releasing all vestiges of vengeance.
Healing from the inside out,
watering my mind and getting out of this drought.
On those days my conviction wavers,
I l[/i]ook at myself and k[/font]now I'm braver.
I'M[/font] ON MY WAY
[/font]
Every time I looked in the mirror I seen a reason to be displeased
Questions plagued me, doubt assailed
All I could think is when will I prevail,
this shit is coming fast like priority mail.
I cast blame for my shortcomings,
walked around mind rumbling, mouth mumbling.
Looked at my children and seen my faults,
people looked at them and seen where I went wrong.
Am I good enough for them, am I sending them in the right direction,
or will they always be my reflection?
Oh I was strong I thought,
into that strong black woman I was taught
But I had a pall hanging over me,
it had the gall to undermine me.
My smile was bright, like a flashlight,
pointed to conceal the identity of my assailant
I used that smile like a repellent
I was suffocating,
my moods fluctuating felt like my heart was breaking,
and I was just...waiting.
Not doing, nope!
Looking at things misconstruing
Then one day I prayed,
not that I didn't other days, but this felt significant
When I was done it was like a weight lifted,
I felt magnificent
I accepted me,
was now on the road to perfecting me
I saw things clearer,
really took a look in that mirror and recognized my errors
Now that night I thought maybe it was a fluke
but the peace followed into the days after,
so my doubts I started to rebuke.
Things didn't magically go away,
but talking with a friend on the train,
we spoke of what positivity can bring.
It was an epiphany moment,
when I realized the peace I had, I OWNED it.
My conviction was strong,
knowing my life is moving along and my spirit shouted "I'M ON MY WAY".
Wow that was powerful,
my conviction was strong and my spirit shouted "I'M ON MY WAY"
It's like when I look through the lens I see what I create,
I have the control make no mistake,
I offer up my sins for my repentance,
releasing all vestiges of vengeance.
Healing from the inside out,
watering my mind and getting out of this drought.
On those days my conviction wavers,
I l[/i]ook at myself and k[/font]now I'm braver.
I'M[/font] ON MY WAY
[/font]
Published 16th Oct 2013
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16th Oct 2013 8:23pm
This is oustanding...hopefully you will have the chance to share this OUT LOUD! It is that inspiring.
16th Oct 2013 9:32pm
I actually have done it out loud. I will record it so everyone can hear it on D/U! Thank you very much!!!
16th Oct 2013 11:47pm
Anonymous
5th Nov 2013 8:58pm
There are so many of our sista's, angry, alone, stuck in a bad place, needing away to get out that need to hear this message.......
.........Glad you lived, glad you wrote, now deliver it. Witness babygirl
Much respect for allowing you life to give evidence.
.........Glad you lived, glad you wrote, now deliver it. Witness babygirl
Much respect for allowing you life to give evidence.
6th Nov 2013 1:12pm
5th Nov 2013 9:44pm
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