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Dec 2014
You think you're something special
brought up under love and protection
taught to go and be free-
but Freedom does not come without seeking a reward.
Stuck on the streets or in rough situations
nobody knows your name or story, they don't care
get your job done and go home because the world doesn't want you until you can offer it something.
It's easy to find faith in another
so similar you are
working two full time jobs a piece just to make ends meet
in the same place an (armed) man was gunned down last week.
You don't know his name or story, you don't care
you just want to get your job done and go home because you don't want the world until it's offering you something
and you've found someone to share your burdens with.
Just a thought I've been having the past few weeks. I was brought up being told how intelligent I am and how many things I can accomplish if I want to. I didn't think about the world's opinion about me until I stepped into it. I thought everyone would think I was special, but, to a stranger, I'm just some girl they just so happened to glance at.
Reality is frightening.
Jo Hummel
Written by
Jo Hummel  Fort Worth
(Fort Worth)   
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