Off Track

The exact time it took for him to sweep me off my feet

boy

it can be the same exact time it can take 

for me to carry his Fetus

off me feet

fall in and love 

wait for him to pop the question

Marry Me?

Sigh......come to think 

I'm sitting here

two years later wealthy 

college degree 23 

traveled around half of there world 

this is not who i pictured to be

matter a fact this is not how my pops pictured me to be

forced me to 

believe that i was going to be a struggling teen 

doing crack on the streets and following behind the birds 

splitting hairs 

gossiping 

trying to remember if i repeated the same way she did word for word.....

word 

i mean is it possible  that i have accomplished things 

should i be happy 

i said to my self yes i should

and i should be acknowledge 

i should be polished 

walk around proper 

like my ethnicity could be polish i mean German 

some type of queen 

but i will never be satisfied 

compromise sometimes 

see through my eyes think for many own self 

easy flow

  so confident to where i can let my ego step aside

my own rules i  abide and with this being the beginning 

this too shall pass 

and in my next life time 

i shall be a queen royal poet 

expressing my thoughts and poetry that withholds in me 

i may have had  some silly mistakes in my time

or made naive choices but only 

 because i get off track

i will always have the strength to step back

on that path

that will be riotous 

chugging down my track making noices 

art of momvement motivating others'

to make the right choices 

TNP