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Thursday, June 6, 2013

for my son- i was 20 once too

for my son- i was 20 once too
we can't give up on our dreams
because life is hard
because when we thought we were doing drugs
the drugs were doing us
when thought we were escaping our troubles
our opportunities were escaping us
talking like a warrior but acting like a victim
how many bright futures have passed
how long does it take to figure out the race is a marathon and not a sprint?
i used to think i came to start a revolution and die young
when i didn't love myself enough i tried to love my son
teenage mother
holding in my hands god's blessing but feeling in my self the devil's curse
i'm sorry for all the times i was too weak to put you first