Mona Mia

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Mona Mia Biography

I come from the shady projects of Soundview, Bronx-designated in the beautiful city we call NYC. I'm fourteen years of age with so many thoughts and goals set in sand; for my young mind changes constantly with the winds. Looking at a picture of me you would assume I'm simply black. Truth be told my mother is Dominican and Cuban, and my father is African American and Indian. Many others races grace my bloodstreams but those are the most dominate. I've lived in New York all my life and never intend on leaving. New York is the air-although polluted-that I breath. It is the inspiration for my songs and my many pieces of poetry. I could not exist as well as I do with out the big apple. It is my chamber of solace. My foundation for creativity on all grounds, for which I am constantly grateful. I write, obviously-and sing as well. I dance, I act, I read constantly everyday. I'm always thinking about deeper issues while a big smile is plastered over my face, and for this reason hiding my true thoughts at times is quite easy. My favorite color is purple, and I share a room with my darling little sister-who turns nine this April. My family is dysfunctional, as is any other normal American family, but at least I have them. Life cause me continual pain, but somehow I'm able to live through it all in tact. This is only the beginning. I have so much more of life to lead. Signed, Mona Mia.)

The Best Poem Of Mona Mia

Breathe

Breathe
By Mona Mia


I'm over it like the skin on my skeleton
Over it like the apple of my eye
Over it like the heavens above the sky
I'm over the hold, The hurt and the problems
I'm over the vision of us, the one worth mere gold.


I'm over us. I'm over you.
But damn do I feel like a fool
A damn fool for falling back into the trap of you
The trap of love, love and passion
The trap of hate, after the romance is passing
It's a sad remote feeling we all seem to share
When we know that heartache Is nearly, if not already there
A sense of commotion comes inside our brains
Telling us something’s just never will be the same.


A tragedy indeed, need I proceed?
Proceed to explain to you the pain within deeds
Deeds of desist, deeds of pessimists
Pessimists of love of which I've become
'Cause I’ve been way too optimistic
Up to this tug
Now it's a rebirth, a sad one it may be
But it's necessary just like the suns and the seas.


I never hated you I only wanted to be freed
Freed from the pain you gave to me
And now that it's over and fairly done
I have many regrets but can't name one
Though you hurt me beyond belief
It seems I needed,
I needed you to breathe.

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