To my dear daughter
To my dear daughter, As you grow, many boys will enter your years. They will speak words of love and passion, of wanting you–all of you. Their sex will be lacking. Believe me, dear girl, I know what crazy hot lovemaking is made of. Until the boy can assure you of the following, it is [..more..]
For my “Black” girls out there
I’m tired of being treated differently all because I am a black girl. So this goes out to all my girls out there. You are beautiful just the way you are. Dont change your skin colour for anyone. God made you that way for a reason. He made us that way for a reason. All [..more..]
What can I do?
My parents exspect me to be this A* student. They want me to be a brilliant, smart and confident girl. Unfortunately, I’m not. I want to go to university and become a psycologist. but I have a passion for singing that I’ve had for as long as I can remember. I write my own lyrics [..more..]
Messed up but people think I’m normal and perfect
I just needed to get this out. Look, I’ve got other things to worry about other than the word “love”. Like trying to impress my parents and clear my O levels so they are happy. And honestly I wish I could put a hold on going to school to pursue my music but no I [..more..]
Wild Bird
Wild Bird Underneath your smile, Lays creases of worry Underneath your frown, Lays a thin smile, I dont know where to begin anymore, I dont know when to end Thought life was a fairytale with happy endings Hopefully it will as I patiently wait for it By: Wild Bird My request to the reader: Atfer [..more..]
Does this make me a bad person?
A while back, I fell in love with this guy(my teacher). He was understanding and liked me for who I was. He didnt even tell me he was until I told him I was leaving the country. He said I have this thing in me that makes me attract people and that I attracted him [..more..]
My dream
I’m a dreamer…my greates dream so far is for my voice to be heared…i luv doing boysh stuff…my actually much of i tomboy and look like a boy and often get mistaken cause some people usually walk up to me when i’m wearing shorts and ask “are you a boy or a girl?” but lately [..more..]
No one
I write lyrics about how I feel but when I get brave enough to show someone, the look in their eyes is like get lost…when I try they dont care….I’m tired of sitting in the shadows and making them think they can screw me over…I tried to be brave once but when the time came…all [..more..]
My Life
I found this website as I was looking for a place to write my thoughts and how I fell because I feel that the people I need to talk to are no longer there for me. I am a teenage girl and I am 16. So many things I wanna talk about. I want to [..more..]