Growing Pains: A poem about the pain of growing stronger Print
Written by Clazzic Chic   
Saturday, 07 February 2009 00:00
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Survivor A NovelI'm going through growing pains
Maybe some of yall know what I'm talking about
It literally hurts to become this woman
This adult. This confident

And like a 16 year boy who grows 5 inches in one year
I have stretchmarks across my mind

Yes.
They will one day fade
But right now they are dark
and clearly visible

And I dont care who sees
These scar and stripes are my badge of honor
I'm not a victim or a survivor
I have embraced my life.........

Every weakness, every strength, every insecurity, all my depth
Is appreciated even down to each tear

It's no longer about who I want to be
But about who I am right now.
It's not about who you want to see
It's about what I'm capable of giving you right now

So in a way, I'm now running this shyt
Can you keep up?
Or does being around a "growing" woman
Make you shudder
and make you think about where you want to go?

If so, I'm not for you.
These words, my heart and my actions
Should solicit within you admiration
mixed with a bit of infatuation
for a woman whose main goal is to "try"
But does it?

And thats where people just dont get it.
We assume so much of each other
Without taking the time to find it.

I was not put on this earth to complete you
You have all of your ribs.
God did not use mine to make you.
So why did I feel I have to give to you
all my identity.

Why do I feel I have to be a lady, sexy, caring
for those who can not give it in return.

Growing Up, Growing Pains
Last Updated ( Saturday, 07 February 2009 09:39 )
 
Author of this article: Clazzic Chic