I remember being happy
I don’t remember why I was so happy
I have always believed in being truthful
I have never been the one everybody loved
I see that I have a lot to learn
I don’t see why I have to wait so long
I want to be a part of something special
I don’t want to be last on anyone’s list
I see why they all depend on me
I don’t see any reason to change things
I try to be a good person
I try not to be false
I wonder what it would be like to feel free to be myself
I don’t wonder if I should continue as I am
I love my family
I hate falseness (is that a word?)
I know Allah is God
I don’t know why I can’t be more sure of myself


About windwalker07

I'm a Jamerican; American born of 2 Jamaican parents. I am a voracious reader, a writer, a wife and a mother of 5 (1 girl). My favorite genre is science fiction but I will read anything. my favorite author right now is Lee Child (this changes often) I listen to all kinds of music but my favorites are jazz, Latin-jazz and classical. I write whatever comes to me and I've learned to start whether I have something or not.

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