Call me Lady Macbeth...

Why is it that my body defines what you see me as?

Where is it stated that I am confined to your expectations?

I'm tired that in my journey to  become a stronger person
spiritually, mentally and physically, that stereotypes are thrust upon me with such slander.

Why is it that my breasts limit my capabilities, or my interests, or my attitude?

Why is it my gender is all people ever see, and therefore judgments of me are made accordingly?

I'm' tired of feeling torn between the simple things in life,
between what makes me feel like me, and what makes me feel who I should be.

Why do I feel like I need to justify the things I do, or the person I am?

Every week I am confronted with low expectations, stereotypes, and accommodating actions-
All because I am a female, and I wish that were an exaggeration!

UNSEX ME HERE!

Not for the purpose of not seeing the wound my keen knife makes,

But in the hope that you will see me for who I am,
Not what I am...

Snippits of this and that!

I've been gone too long,
I know.
Would you like to know why?
Or just hear I'm sorry?
Let me know.

Well here's a few vague separate verses to give you an idea of what's been happening.....

What is it that really matters?
So much, work, effort, time and money,
For the things I don't care about,
I just want to be happy, and this is not it.


I've given my light to another nameless face,
It's ok this time.
Not really. Is it ever?


I worry about you, so much.
Please don't leave me, us, this world.
You're ready to leave this world,
Ready to let go,
Don't leave, Don't leave, no.
Cos I'm hangin' on to you,
And I'm not ready to leave.


I've been waiting, for a long time.
I've been searching, for you.
And I would give it all up to see you, once more.

I want love like the movies,
I want to hear the music,
I want to feel my heart race,
I want that rush.
If this isn't what it's like,
Let's play pretend.
I'll close my eyes,
See what I want to see,
Hear what I want to hear.
But,
Let's hope you're different,
I have a feeling you are.

Again, I'm sorry guys. I have just been too preoccupied, I will work my way back in though!

Pick a mood- Any mood!

It's been too long, I know, again... I'd say sorry, and I'd mean it, but would it make a difference?

I don't know how I feel these days,
Empty-yet my mind races.
Bored-yet a thousand things to do.
Lonely- yet talking to people everyday.
Whining- Yet I don't share it with anyone.
Lost- But I know exactly where I am.

I couldn't even make up my mind whether to write this as a poem, or simply say it straight out.

I still don't know what I want to say...
I want to curl up, hide under my blanket
and wait for the sun to come out.

I want someone to share things with-
I've worked on becoming strong,
I've preached about being independent- and practiced it too!

Now it's the waiting game............

Do I wait for Mr. Right?
Or settle for Mr. Safe?

I know what I deserve,
But will I ever get it?
Do these qualities really exist within a person?

I feel pathetic at times...

Perhaps where I live compensates for the people? lol

Please,

I see the light in you,
It begs for tomorrow
to never come.

Your body beats away,
And it begs
in silence
for tomorrow
to never come.

Your light shines,
Your soul speaks,
You're a puzzle that fits a piece
of me.

You beg for tomorrow,
to never come.

Don't leave me,
here,
without you.

The pen is mightier than the sword!

Your ignorance astounds me!

For someone so strong headed and forthright,
You have no respect or appreciation for the power of words!

"Sticks and stones and all that bullshit"
No, it's more than that!

Bones will heal, scars will fade.

But words, oh words,

Look at what they have done in the past,

They have united and divided races,
They have dehumanised and destroyed,
Caused inhumane acts.

They have started wars,
And ended lives!

Be warned,
Words hold more power than any blow!!

You can jab an insult,
You can cross-punch racism,
You can upper-cut a life,
And finish with a degrading head kick
that knocks out a person will to go on.

I'd rather my bones broken,
Than to have my soul degraded.

Second chance...

In the surreal,
I learn what is real.

In the deciding moments,
I hear the clarity of my soul.

Heart racing,
Life sits on the balance of one foul swoop.

In the end,
It didn't come down to me,

I had no control,
No control of how my life will turn.

Say what you need to say,
Feel what you feel,
Love without fear,

Because those 'what if' moments,
really do happen...

(Sorry for being awfully slack with blogging, uni is taking over my life :( Sorry guys, I will get back to it, I promise, give me time! )

Here's to wishing!!

Hopes, wishes and chances!

Twinkling in the sky like little stars!

I can see them!!

(Excuse the cheap advertising, but I have this pic on my fb page, and people check my blog too, can't let them steal my pics!! :p )