18 12 / 2011
Waste
It’s weird. I feel like I should be upset about not getting in right away, bur really I just feel like one major disappointment. Thinking about all the people, who put time and effort into my future, and I have nothing to show for it. Everyone says everything happens for a reason, but the embarrassment I feel when I have to tell someone I didn’t make eats at me. Hopefully this second time around I can prove that I’m not just a waste of time. I was worth the effort, and I will do great things. Right now I just want to hide my face in shame,
18 12 / 2011
If my dreams could be videotaped they would definitely be used to get me committed to the most highly secure insane asylum available
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11 12 / 2011
I don’t have a title yet!!!!!
Why is it that for me to succeed
I feel I must block out a part of me
Every day is another production of trying to fit in
And suddenly my show has become my reality
I’m no longer a proud African-American
I’ve faded to become another white face in crowd
If I let my supposed culture seep through
I’m mocked and ridiculed
Oreo, white girl these are my description
And it becomes harder and harder to be proud of my chocolate skin
The people who surround me never see my pain
I take the blows one after another
Never letting on how lonely I truly feel
I’m learning to be proud though
I’m choosing to educate those around me
Let them know how hard it is for a minority to succeed
Let them know how hard it is to look around and see no one like me
But my goal isn’t just to educate them
I want to show other minorities that they don’t have to fall into a stereotype
I want to be a role model to those who are scared of losing themselves to a supposed white world
So it can become an everyone world
