Sometimes we forget to be the kids we once were. The world eats away at our innocence in various ways. We become more cognizant of time and it's indifference to our emotions and trials.
Happiness becomes equated with money and job security. Status becomes more than who was kickball champion at recess. Lies become easier to tell. To ourselves. To our loved ones.
Clothes have to match and be trendy and not just armor against mudpies and grass stains.
AUTHENTIC, take some time out of today and remember what it was like to be a kid without fears beyond those under your bed and no Saturday morning cartoons.
Please do your self a favor & check out the author Kyra Gaunt The Games Black Girls Play:Learning the Ropes From Double Dutch to Hip-Hop. She's phenomenal. Quite AUTHENTIC.
get up.
get real.
get AUTHENTIC.
m./e
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