Hard ways to learn
Sometimes the hardships to learn all about yourself is that one open moment. The reasons you have to grow. Then to place all the anguish, hurt and disgust away. To finally let it all go. All to help you start to breathe. Just breathe.
The instances you go through to overcome, ah how experienced I am in those. I have tried not to be a nuisance to people and yet because through my clinging I always end up making enemies over friends. A long line of misunderstanding. Long list of name calling.
Then the wash is there. The complete end of the way life is. I gotta pick up the pieces. They are shards but I still can make a beautiful mosaic from them. I don't ever expect anything from the past. Especially now that I seem to forget most of it. Unless drilled into my head or I have felt deeply dysfunctional from the events.
What can I say? I will never be normal by the standards of people today. I have accepted that and I have to pick up where I can. Moving away from the circles.
Listening only to the words I hear. Try to be me. Try to explain. Yet why explain when some just don't want to listen? There is no need to open up to everyone.
I have learned from the life experiences that opening up to the wrong people, labels become the common occurrence. The life becomes low and lost. Then the need to fade because I was judged.
Well I have listened, observed and walked away from so much. Now I just need to focus on me and not anyone else. There is never a way to please people. I should have known that from my childhood. I have just to accept that.
Learning to go. Run. Get out the sights of people. Not giving up just walking away.
Some days the hardest thing to do is allow the tears and pain fall into my memory and down my face. To just grieve over the losses. I have to in order to continue standing strong. I can only hope that it doesn't take as long as it did years ago.
Oh how I hope.
The instances you go through to overcome, ah how experienced I am in those. I have tried not to be a nuisance to people and yet because through my clinging I always end up making enemies over friends. A long line of misunderstanding. Long list of name calling.
Then the wash is there. The complete end of the way life is. I gotta pick up the pieces. They are shards but I still can make a beautiful mosaic from them. I don't ever expect anything from the past. Especially now that I seem to forget most of it. Unless drilled into my head or I have felt deeply dysfunctional from the events.
What can I say? I will never be normal by the standards of people today. I have accepted that and I have to pick up where I can. Moving away from the circles.
Listening only to the words I hear. Try to be me. Try to explain. Yet why explain when some just don't want to listen? There is no need to open up to everyone.
I have learned from the life experiences that opening up to the wrong people, labels become the common occurrence. The life becomes low and lost. Then the need to fade because I was judged.
Well I have listened, observed and walked away from so much. Now I just need to focus on me and not anyone else. There is never a way to please people. I should have known that from my childhood. I have just to accept that.
Learning to go. Run. Get out the sights of people. Not giving up just walking away.
Some days the hardest thing to do is allow the tears and pain fall into my memory and down my face. To just grieve over the losses. I have to in order to continue standing strong. I can only hope that it doesn't take as long as it did years ago.
Oh how I hope.
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