And just for thought...
You are good at saying you understand my life
until it stares you in the face, until you are standing knee deep in it.
There is more to me than the child I raise alone, more to me then the home I created.
I am more than a single working mother.
I am still a girl growing up myself, still the girl who wants it all.
You think that my docile, calm manner but my skin burns with passion for a world I have only sampled.
You sat in my world, I watched you cringe and then heard you deny it.
It wasn't what you had in mind.
You think I was ripped off, sacrificed my youth for my child's.
I am only just beginning, my friend.
I got the best of both worlds.
At the end of the day, I'm just a girl who has been in love with writing her entire life. I am full of quirks, anxieties, fears, joys, laughter. And all I have wanted to do was give the world a smile.