Unclear vision...
Speechless words....
Misguided by the pursuit of happiness...
This life is a constant search....
A search for an identity that is unclear to me...
I ask God every night to guide me to the woman he wants me to be...
I wonder what is really planned for my destiny, because according to my dreams
a bittersweet death awaits me....
And I can not honestly say that this thing called life is for me...
No this is not a thought of suicidal content...
It is more like a confession of a black girl in search of inner peace...
I wonder how can I expect someone else to love or know me?
When I am damn near a stranger to myself...
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Can you post this to my book page/Black Girl Pain on facebook? You are not alone sister. And from your writings, you know yourself better than you think! Stand in front of that mirror and see, the person you want is the woman you be! You are! You are awesome!
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