by Bianca Jones
Third place, Poetry, Heard/Arlington County Detention Facility/OAR writing contest, August 2021
I been through so much
Trying to be grown, and make up time of being alone
Having a child at 17, when I barely know whats in between
Trying to fit in, trying to be perfect
But was afraid to ask God am I worth it
18 back in forth to jail
I felt like my life was nothing but Hell
19 I was out in about trying to figure things out
People, Family the ones I thought was my friends
Was quick to judge but yet commit the same sins
Everyone thinking they are better than me
Because of my skin or due to them having a degree
22. I stepped to the late, doing what best before its to late
2 young sons, I had to do what I could to maintain my funds
People would laugh, people would joke
but I could care less I had to much hope
Everyday I did what I did
by 25 I was on my 3rd kid
It was never a struggle after 25,
I did what I could to keep me and my kids alive
26 back in jail,
I felt like my life was meant for me to fail
A year later, my life got straighter
finishing college, gaining more knowledge
keeping my life together making it solid
Jail has taught me a lesson
that to always count your blessings
take advantage of the things you have
God will never let the devil in your path
Now I look at life, in talk with a laugh
because I wouldn’t be great if it wasn’t for my past
A brighter smile,
A brighter me
My 3 sons made the best of me
Now I’m stronger
Now I’m wiser
I have always been a fighter
I missed some shots, but caught my rebound
And Guess what…
You could NEVER BREAK ME DOWN!
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