This day in history, august 5th, 1962, Marilyn Monrou was found dead in her home in Los Angeles.
I wanna be loved by you
yes
you
nobody else will do
I wanna be loved by you
yes
loved
Thinking on it now,
I was purposefully made to group with the misfits.
With all that this world projects concerning
what is and what isn't beautiful,
it feels as if those of us who
don't naturally possess blonde hair and blue eyes
are hastily being driven to suicide.
Thank goodness, most of us know better
and have safely escaped that current which attemps to drag us under
asphyxiating all our potential and possibilities.
I never viewed myself as a sex-symbol,
but I knew from an early age
how to use what I've got
to get myself closer to where I want to be,
for I refulse to remain on the bottom side of the subway grating,
waiting for lost, loose change to trickle through.
good to see you back Fire. Great (grate) close to that! Love the strength of resolve.
Posted by: formance | 08/18/2008 at 10:17 AM
The last two lines are especially strong!
Posted by: Joy | 08/18/2008 at 02:15 PM
Thanks! =o)
Posted by: *Ladie Fire* | 08/25/2008 at 12:30 PM