salma. torrez Poems
My dream as a child.
Became a passion in my youth.
To search for my identity.
And search for the truth.
I differentiated myself from every other mortal.
I differentiated myself for a subtle known cause.
To be the best amongst all of them.
And to prevent them not to know of my identity loss
The good that I achieved
Doesn’t seem to be no more
Or probably it wasn’t good enough
For my conscience to be sure
I was probably the most competitive
In an effort to establish my superiority
I’m still to reach that ultimate ...
Be A Man.
You said you loved me i it real?
Again i ask do you feel the way i feel.
Yes thats what you say!
But why do you keep on hurting me along the way.
Do you have no shame nothing to say.
Of all the people you know truth and lies dont ever go hand in hand
You Call me you lady yet i just don't understand.
All i can say and hope one day You`l realize you mistakes grow up and be a man.
Written by salma torrez.