The New Normal

We decided our future

We ordained our fate

We remoulded our mindsets

We adjusted our attitudes

Society was full of contradictions

Impossible idealistic pressures for the benefit of our puppet masters

The money lenders keep us bound in chains impulsive shopping, pay day loans & credit card by making us want to compete with our sisters

The wedding industry is milking brides while divorce attorneys stand by waiting

Food industry pressure us away from natural foods with lies, and health insurance & medical bills isn’t cheap

We aim for the top, and chastised when we get there

No support if you break the normal

Cos the wealthy control what should be normal

They dictate how we should think- targeted marketing

Our lifestyle- celebrity

Whom we should like – network marketing

And encourage envy – social media

 

This isn’t reality, we were enclosed in a cocoon and we don’t realise.

Break away from the zombie mentality,

Reach out and think beyond what you think you are capable of.

Women are constantly torn in several different directions with high expectations and no room for failure

Help a sister on your way. Everyone life path is different; we are all team mates with different functions.

Appreciate your sisters & kill competition.

Let’s make up a New Normal

©sweetestruby2014

Naive

This is us, from your point of view..
Naive is what I was, when I got with you again.
Believing we were the perfect match.
That we completed one another..
Believing that we could go back to the way things were..
I've outgrown such thoughts now.
Whether you admit it or not I'm not the one...
you settled for me..
I'm no longer naive enough to believe that I was your one true love..
Denying there was another..
Denying how you felt..
Denying the actions of the past.
Or should I say, burying it..
That's all part of the process of constructing innocence..
I'll let you decipher the process..
You think I'm insecure.. I tell you I'm not..
I'm comfortable with things however they turn out.
Insecurity isn't something I give much attention to these days..
I'm prepared for the worst..
Not as naive as I was before,
Believing some of the constructed truths you led me to believe.

(C) @adegrace_buko

On my own

By Eponine from Les miserables

This is another song I fell for when I watched the stage play. By the way I love all things musical.

Here are the lyrics:

And now I'm all alone again nowhere to turn, no one to go to
without a home without a friend without a face to say hello to
And now the night is near
Now I can make believe he's here

Sometimes I walk alone at night
When everybody else is sleeping
I think of him and then I'm happy
With the company I'm keeping
The city goes to bed
And I can live inside my head

On my own
Pretending he's beside me
All alone
I walk with him till morning
Without him
I feel his arms around me
And when I lose my way I close my eyes
And he has found me

In the rain the pavement shines like silver
All the lights are misty in the river
In the darkness, the trees are full of starlight
And all I see is him and me forever and forever

And I know it's only in my mind
That I'm talking to myself and not to him
And although I know that he is blind
Still I say, there's a way for us

I love him
But when the night is over
He is gone
The river's just a river
Without him
The world around me changes
The trees are bare and everywhere
The streets are full of strangers

I love him
But every day I'm learning
All my life
I've only been pretending
Without me
His world will go on turning
A world that's full of happiness
That I have never known

I love him
I love him
I love him
But only on my own

The man I love

By Ella Fitzgerald

So I'm having a jazz filled morning, and decided to go listen to my favourite voices

This one is by the fabulous Ella Fitzgerald :

Someday he'll come along
The man I love
And he'll be big and strong
The man I love
And when he comes my way
I'll do my best to make him stay
He'll look at me and smile
I'll understand
Then in a little while
He'll take my hand
And though it seems absurd
I know we both won't say a word
Maybe I shall meet him Sunday
Maybe Monday, maybe not
Still I'm sure to meet him one day
Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day
He'll build a little home
That's meant for two
From which I'll never roam
Who would, would you
And so all else above
I'm dreaming of the man I love