Friday, August 30, 2013

Why do we always seem so down or as if we have the weight of the world weighing down on our shoulders? It's not easy being a woman, we carry men. We're their backbone, whether they are there with us or abandoned us with responsibility, a child, children. We make it happen, it's the woman who keeps things going. Most recognize it, few appreciate it, yet we continue on and our job is never done. The weight of the world, hmmm, maybe it does rest on our shoulders, because it's not getting lighter, and we're still expected to keep things in order until or so the man can be the man he's suppose to be. We women, hmmm.

 

I guess we are the world.

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