Showing posts with label women of color. Show all posts
Showing posts with label women of color. Show all posts

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Grown Woman

 
     Thank God all these bottles I pop. All this paper I been getting... and I'm only 23. I'm the shit now. Look at me. Meek Mill ft Rick Ross - "I'm a Boss"  




         I don't know who the fuck people think I am. I'm 23 years old. Educated. Employed. I'm my own woman. Like I told xxxxxxx today, don't let the birthdate fool you. The best thing about growing up where I did is that we grow up far too fast. When I tell you all this is my 7th life, I'm serious. There's the few years I don't remember. When I was 5, I woke up in a cold world and for the next two years I tried to understand the world on my own. With only strangers to care for me, I learned politics. I learned that people don't understand me. & that I have questions either they can't answer or won't. I learned that people hold the truth from you and that you have to figure out what's going out on your own. I learned what you do and don't say. I learned how to answer questions without telling the truth & without lying. I realized that there was a difference between right & wrong. I learned that sometimes, good people do bad things for good reasons.  I learned the people care for you, but that doesn't mean they love you. & that just because someone is by your side today, that doesn't mean they'll be there tomorrow. By 7, I was an adult trapped in a child's body and understood that growth is a biological function. I realized that the only learning was only done by paying attention. I learned that if I wanted to learn more, I would have to pay attention while other's weren't. So when I went home, I read my books. While my classmates read the bare minimum of 30 minutes a night, I read till I couldn't anymore. I'd fill in the time slot and have my big brother sign over the line that read, "parent/guardian." (I never had much respect for that line because all it meant was "the adult who is allowed to tell you what to do." I didn't respect that. I knew how long I read for. Why would I lie? I didn't need "permission" to go anywhere, I felt. I know what the fuck I should and should not do. & If I was to do something wrong, I also knew what I was doing. #BelieveThat