My life is perfect, but still I cry.
I mean I have it all: A house, a ride, a job, a business, and looks that kill, but still I cry.
I'm blessed, everyone can see it. God is truly working with me and through me, but still I cry.
I have friends that stretch from coast to coast and even overseas, but still I cry.
I sit in my home. my bed. alone.
I cry.
Alone.
No one holds me.
No one comforts me.
No one soothes me.
So I cry.
About Me
- Jaz
- As the title suggests, I'm more confident than many & flyyer than most. What does that mean? Read the blog and you'll be able to draw your own conclusion. I'm a 22yr old college student, currently on a break. I plan to pick up my matriculation for my journalism/public relations degree at Clark Atlanta University in the Fall of 2009. I'm an intellectual, a word artist, and I often crack myself up. I'm a self proclaimed goof ball with a zest for life. I've been described as a cartoon character in the flesh and labeled as an Urban Nerd. Throw whatever title you wish on me, in the end, i'm simply Jaz. More Confident than Many. Flyer than Most.
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2 comments:
lyfe jennings said there's nothing wrong with a man crying ... so i know there can't be anything wrong with a woman crying either.
have u targeted what makes u cry?
Firomyalgia is what does it. I talk about it more in my new blog www.jaztaylor.com
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