–>NO P.O.W. <–
*sighs* Lately there has been so many things happening in my life, especially with my friends and even associates. If you know me (or not) *shrugs*I’ll inform you that I am a very straightforword, OUTSPOKEN, and opinionated individual.
I say what I mean and mean what I say. I refuse to sugar coat. And although I may twist the truth at times, I always know the truth in my heart.
*leans forward* What is strange is that my personality is becoming known and defined as rude, insensitive, and mean; *sits back comfortably*when in essence the fact is I’m only being myself.
But nowadays, people don’t want to hear the HONEST TO GOD TRUTH! They want people to lie to them, or rather make it sound nicer to their ears. They want people to accept their wrong, or rather see things in a different perspective. But like I said before and I’ll say again, I’m a firm believer in Jesus and I’m going to give people the truth regardless of their feelings. *pauses* Sorry.
I spent my middle school and high school years holding my tongue for many reasons. *shrugs* I wanted friends, I wanted a boyfriend, I wanted people to like me, etc. However, the truth is all that time I bottled up my feelings and emotions, I hurt myself. *lowers head & tenses body*
*looks up boldly* I WILL NEVER DO THAT AGAIN!!
And to prove it, I am posting one of the most influential and inspirational poems I have ever read or performed in my life *smiles* So here I present to you all:
P.O.W. by Alicia Keys
I’m a prisoner/ Of words unsaid/Just lonely feelings/Locked away in my head/I trap myself further/Every time I stay quiet/I should start to speak/But I stop and stay silent/And now I’ve made/My own hard bed/Inside a prison of words unsaid/I am a P.O.W./ Not a prisoner of war/ A prisoner of words /Like a soldier/I’m a fighter/Yet only a puppet/Mostly I only say/What you wanna hear/Could you take it if I came clear?/Or would you rather see me/Stoned on a drug of complacency and compromise/ M.I.A./ I guess that’s what I am/ Scraping this cold earth/For a piece of myself/For peace in myself
It’d be easier if you put me in jail/ If you locked me away /I’d have someone to blame /But these bars of steel are of my making /They surround my mind /And have me shaking /My hands are cuffed behind my back /I’m a prisoner of the worst kind, in fact /A prisoner of compromise / A prisoner of compassion / A prisoner of kindness / A prisoner of expectation /A prisoner of my youth /Run too fast to be old / I’ve forgotten what I was told /Ain’t I a sight to behold? /A prisoner of age dying to be young/ To my head is my hand with a gun /And it’s cold and it’s hard /Cause there’s nowhere to run/ When you’ve caged yourself/By holding your tongue
I’m a prisoner /Of words unsaid/ Just lonely feelings/ Locked away in my head/ It’s like solitary confinement/Every time I stay quiet/I should start to speak /But I stop and stay silent/ And now I’ve made / My own hard bed /Inside a prison of words unsaid