Love Just Because

If we can’t be loved by the color of our skin; if we can’t be loved by the faith of our religion; if we can’t be loved because we love who we love; can we be loved just because? Just because there is a sun and just because there is a moon. Because I dance in the rain; because our laughs aren’t all the same, we see each other in different ways. Well the world needs to change its views. It’s standing in the largest pair of judgmental shoes. Why can’t it accept what other people choose? SO WHAT if we do what we WANT to do, why can’t we be loved just because? Kids, I love kids, because they’re so blind. They get along with all kinds. It’s parents who teach them what’s right and what’s wrong. Parents who teach them who does or doesn’t belong. But in a world full of people, we’re bound to be different. Simply put, we’re bound to be a mess. So who’s to decide what’s good, better, or best? I guarantee we all started out the same. A tiny egg waiting on that missing piece of DNA. We weren’t white, we weren’t black, we weren’t yellow, orange, or green. We were just waiting to exist in the grand scheme of things. So why can’t we be loved just because? We should be proud of where we came from, proud of who we are. Stop discrimination and raise the acceptance bar. Who made it a rule that you can’t be yourself because you have to consider someone ELSE? And by conforming to these ideas, we’re only making it worse. We should see our individuality as a gift, not a curse. We should open our mind to the unknown, and only then can the world begin to grow. No one should be made to feel out of place. Not because of religion, love, or race. Forget all that, you know what this world needs? Blindness, kindness, and fools. The blind don’t see us differently. The kind don’t believe we’re different at all. And the fools don’t know what different means. So why can’t we be loved just because? Better yet, why can’t we love just because?


Who’s That Girl?

And so I’ll tell him like I told you… There’s a whole new me hiding under the old me. She just needed the motivation to make herself seen. And now she’s had a taste of this b*tch called life, I doubt she’ll ever give it up. So I hope you’re ready for me. She isn’t weak. She hustles, she grinds. So no one can take away what’s mine. So when you leave, she’s not left empty. She’s got her own style, her own mind and she refuses to let you take that away. Take her heart, she doesn’t need it. Cold and calculating. Waiting for the next opportunity. Tears of joy, never sadness. She’ll show you something you never imagined. A woman you cannot break, a b*tch hard as steel. Titanium. All the grief I have is her new strength. No one will ever get close enough to break her resolve. She’s got a hold of it all. And just when you think you’ve got her, that will be your downfall. She cannot be beaten. She cannot be owned. And even when she fails, she will never be lost. Dust off. Try again. That was just a small defeat in a war she will win. So bare your knuckles, bear your soul. None of it matters cuz you’ll never get her spirit. This is what you’ve unleashed. She is the only one you’ll ever see. What happened to me? One too many people thinking I was weak. So come at me. We are one in the same. You can beg and plead, but she shows no mercy, not anymore. And when you start to miss me, you’ll realize what you’ve done. You took a good girl and killed her. But I don’t blame you, I thank you. She needed to go. It was her time. And now it’s mine. She did it her way for way too long, and it didn’t work. So no more naive girl sh*t. I’m the b*tch you’re stuck with. Take a good look cuz I’m not going anywhere. I will fight for the right to be me without the put downs clouding my mind. You don’t like me? B*tch get in line. There’s a lot more where you came from. Thought you had me? Please. I was just using you to find the true essence of me. And here I am, in all my bad a** glory!