By Shamia Thompson, Virginia State University
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Start at the end.
Where all my dreams and aspirations come true.
The things I dreamt of as a child have been accomplished through and through.
The college graduate who was too hard on herself. A perfectionist that wanted to start fresh.
Life caught up easily and was followed by her past life.
A class clown who had high expectations. No work, No effort
A “popular loner” who was always misunderstood. The one who fears stability; Maybe because my mother didn’t have the ability to stay in one place.
Frog face.
Miss. Obsessed
That one cheerleader that could never pass a test. She was smart but not shown through her work.
Went through 3 schools in just one year.
Sleeping on the floor didn’t help put me into gear.
Shelter to Shelter
Heart to Heart
The only way I could express myself was through the arts.
My peace of mind was not disturbed when those lights were in her face, the stage and feet remain in the same place.
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To crack the code, you must get from Point A to Point B
Being fought over then just for her to grow up and be a side character. Police in the streets because you couldn’t choose.
The whole time you were abused.
The sexual assault you endured as a child could never stop you from aiming so high.
This is an ode to Me.
I am a Gem, I am walking proof of Herstory
From birth you made sure that everyone knew your story.
This is the beginning.
About the Author
Shamia Thompson, Virginia State University
Shamia Thompson is a rising senior English major from Brooklyn, New York. Writing has been her safe haven since her adolescent years. She has been writing poetry and non-fiction most of her life but has been interested in writing fiction, lately, as well. After graduation she aspires to become an immigration lawyer and work as a proofreader in the publishing industry.
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