I am a woman

Proud of me

Afraid to take chances because of what could be

I am only 32 a mother of three

Been hurt so much its like a ******* disease

My heart is good I mean well

I love too quickly and learn slow

My soul is uneasy

My hair is a mess

My eyes are blue I like them the best

I try to be honest and have lots of faith

Sometimes its hard and it causes me to ache

I am who I am and nothing more

Either you like me for me

Or you can go out the door

I can be to loud at times and push you to the extreme

I can be wild and I can be meek

I am a women of all sorts

This is what defines me

I will not be ashamed

I shall overcome the fears I have

Facing them all along the way