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Nowadays Girls


Caught up in the "hype life"
Who can give them money and pearls
No virtue in them all respect,morals and self worth all
covered under the make up and the massive weave they wear
Love they seek???
No, what they seek is the love that they have fashioned themselves
Man who can buy them house,car and clothes and all the material things this world can buy
Then when all is said and done they cry on the next man's arm who only wants to wipe their tears unaware of the
cold heart that they possess
I sit at times and wonder why should I have pity on them no one told you to seek pleasures of this world
And step on your self worth with those heavy heels you wear
Stop complaining about not finding the right man when all you are looking dor is someone to pay your bills and sadly
Give you the life you yourself should be working towards
 Often times you will hear them say they are treated so badly by men
When, they don't stop to ponder the thought.."What if I stopped depending on them?? and start making my own way"Life is filled with opportunities but how can you see them when as far as you can see is that mirror you carry in your hand
The whole concept of who a woman is, is far gone ....if women don't know who they are? How can they seek love and care from a man
What we need to see is that after they get their 5mins of lust 
You get your money to do your nails and hair
What do you have to quench your lonely spirit and give you comfort when you are down
Time to wake up and see that after all these things have passed away all is left
Is you to fight all your demons alone
Rise up and show the world there is still hope in women

Comments

  1. So true,very empowering.. women nowadays need to stop making men feel special and take time out to focus on their lives... All this world's a board game with distractions dont let them hinder you

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  2. Thank you Abbygale :)I agree with you

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