Not Really Sure
you want me now,
but my mind is still lost,
of what i want,
and what i need,
you seem really nice,
but questions are coming to mind,
will you really be there,
when i need you the most?
or will you turn away,
because you want nothing to do with it?
i'm a sensitive girl,
you can't have the good part of me,
you have to like my faws,
it what makes me who i am,
nobody has the right to 'pick' me apart,
i'm human like everybody else,
i have my rights to be me,
and i don't really care,
i'm making me happy,
you accepting who i am,
is just part of the gift,
of knowing me,
and accepting everything that i am.
6-26-2010
poem by Mona Martinez
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