JaMaIcA

JaMaIcA
My Birth Land

Change!!

Its all about searching for my full IDENTITY. I may have an idea of who I am, but still I'm sure there's more to find out about me. Even though I change my name often, the person who I am don't change with the name change. That happens over time

I'm the type of person who loves change, new surroundings, and new people. Things that hold me back from what or who I want to be, I try to dismiss! No questions asked. I see the world through the eyes of forgiveness, but I never forget.

The ability to heal! not fully but to the point where I learned that I can move on. Everyone need their little space and given there is respect you will give it to them, why not?

Age 22, I love to write, words don't come easily to me but I try my best. I falter as in anyone else but I pick myself up, dust of the dirt, and continue to walk ahead.

I want to change right now. I'm looking for that single thing in me that sparks a fire and shows everyone that I am different. That I am ME. Areka. The black girl with freckles who loves dancing even when no one is looking. Mostly I want to show myself. Starting off with just writing, writing about nothing, writing about something.

The point where I am in life is a struggle. This new transition. But I'm learning to walk myself through it

OLD((Last year in college!!!*laughs* I can't believe it. Its still hard for me to think that I'm about to be a college graduate, An accomplishment that is beyond itself. It was just yesterday I was graduating from Jr. High School, braces, acne and all. lol I guess I cant live in the past forever, you know.))OLD

NEW*I'm out... now lets see whats in stores for me.*NEW

Peace. & hair grease lol
♥ Ny-Jahri




Thursday, November 12, 2009

My Truth

My truth has been blinded/ not by me/ but by this/ fucked up/ society/ that leaves people/wishing/ hoping/ dreaming/ but never really/ achieving/ much/ everything isn't all glamor/ sugar and spice/ prettied up to/ confuse our/our fragile minds/ I refuse to be held down/ for a split second/ I refuse to finish/ the race/ last/ but not least/ I refuse to bow/ my head to/ ignorance/ the very thing that seems to/ corrupt the streets/ in between our sheets/ bloodshot eyes/ staring back at me/ crying/ asking why/ why me/ I'm left without an answer/ I feel useless/ cause with these two hands/ I can do no more/ than that man down the street/ whose trying to work hard/ provide/ and put food on his table for his/ family/ ties/ are weak/ these days we see/ babies having babies/ mothers killing child/ and neighbors turning/ their cheek/ how can we sleep/ at night/ knowing/ that another one dies/ by means of violence/ or simply/ stress/ taking the life of/ ourselves/ while/ demanding less and less/ from our children/ my truth/ lies beneath my tears/ my truth/ leaves me bear/ naked/ cold and confuse/ and at times/ i feel/ no better than those who turn the other cheek/and allow/ innocence to die/ brutally/
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