Where are we.
Hey world, Been a minute. Just a black girl sitting behind a laptop, in my head thinking about where to from here. Are we all stuck and trying to figure out this life thing? Or have we all figured out this life thing and I am here alone? Such a crazy feeling or place to be in, you are there, yet you are not. Wherever that there might appear to be. Are we all scared or have you all healed and I am here alone, with my scars? There is a place I want, need to get to. I have an idea of the place, yet not sure how to get there. Do we still cry or have we become rock solid? Do we feel or are we numb? Do even, have hope or we have become hopeless. What anchors us then? What anchors a girl? Have we learned to communicate and speak up for ourselves or are we still learning? Are we choosing to leave spaces that do not serve us or places that make us question that which is right to us? Is the place we want there?