You guys can surely see

That we girls are hard to beat

You think we all just hoes

But not the girls of Prose

We are...

  Intelligent

   Significant

    Magnificent

Prolificent

  Not arrogant

   We represent

     No discontent

We circumvent

  Some dement

   We all consent

     In our ascent

We wont relent

  So don't resent

   And don't lament

     If we prevent

Your bad intent

Sure we agree

   Brought to your knee

We dont need

   No referee

You can plea

   But I decree

No gaurantee

   That you'll go free.

That wraps it up

So, yo, wassup?

I owe a king's ransom in tuition,

With my car there are issues with the ignition,

Employment-wise I am looking for a position, 

I fear I'll never succeed at becoming a musician, 

I should really pay more attention to my nutrition.

Hello! I'm Brittney. I am married & a Mom of 3 boys. I homeschool and sell crafts and stuff on etsy. I love coffee, books, & video games. I am currently working on a sci-fi novel called "Aurora". If you like female main characters/hero's, outerspace, the apocalypse, and extraterrestrials you will like my book. I also write poetry.

I'm happy to be here & to have found Prose! :)

I can smell summer in your hair 

Organic 

Like soil newly unearthed 

By the rains 

Your skin 

Humid 

Slick from playing in the clouds too long

That sank too low 

Pushed by the breeze 

Off the coast 

Were you alone?

Your eyes 

Still flicker with a firefly's dance 

Did I ever have a chance 

To compete with Summer's romance 

I'll share you 

I'll share you with the sun 

And kiss your skin 

I'll share you with the ocean 

To soothe your heart again

And I'll wrap around your body 

With the wind 

So there's a writer here on Prose named Mel. Have you read her stuff? She's probably read yours. She's probably left you an encouraging comment. If she hasn't yet, she will. Not because she has to or is expected to.... She's just that kind of encouraging person.

So now that you've read her work... How old do you think she is? Let me tell you...23.

TWENTY FUCKING THREE

Yet she writes with that level of maturity. Her writings are full of pain, heartbreak, anger, inspiration, and love. Her writings are infinitely relatable, yet still at a higher level than most of us are it. My opinion? It is because she dealt with more hardships and misery in her first 15 years than most people do in a lifetime. I'm not going to spill her story here, but just say that those who should've loved and nurtured this girl failed miserably to do so. I'm more sad for them though, because Mel has thrived despite the odds, and those people missed out on knowing her the way they should have. Their loss, for sure.

Mel could've chosen a much different course for her life, it wouldn't have been in the least surprising if she'd ended up as just another statistic. Apple falling close to the tree and all that. She didn't though. She's the apple that rolled down the hill, back up the next one, then found a ramp and jumped Super Mario style to the next level. She's humble, she'll brush off such praise as if it's no big deal. Not true, kid, it's a very big deal.

She works all the time, she's raising her younger brother. Know what private school tuition costs? Ask Mel, she does. She's also attending college herself. She's sweet, she's kind, she's charming, she writes like a poet's dream.

To top it off, she's good looking.

This girl is going places, I am sure of it. I am 16 years older, yet I look to this girl as inspiration. I like to tell her "When I grow up, I wanna be just like you." It's true, I totally do. Mark my words people, Mel is going to be president one day, or maybe Queen.