Square One - Poem by neo riddick
Young. Beautiful. Independent. Confident.
She must have it all
So they say.
Life has not always been so fair to me.
Took the wrong road so many times, I adjusted to the pain.
Bad decisions. Wrong crowd. Flighty and carefree
That was me
Back to what I feel is square one.
No parties. No money. No friends.
No longer am I the center of all that was fun
Closing my eyes and lowering my head
Black is what I see.
What do I feel?
The peaceful calm of being in my mothers home.
Comfort and a strange peace.
Heavy are the thoughts running rampant in my mind
This life is not fair or easy. People are not kind.
Beautiful and intelligent I am.
Beauty won't keep the bad away as much as it will attract it.
My eyes are starting to open now.
Things are fuzzy. But I don't want to rub them
I will let them see clearly on their own.
All that I had.
All that I did
All that I knew
That is the past
Back to Square One
This is my starting point
My life has just begun
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