Positive things
So many new hopes. More and more every day I am gaining strength to not rely on people so much. Much less strive to help them comprehend me.
I got so tired of keeping myself tucked away in this tiny box. Tried so hard to shut out who I am just so I could fit in. Why does a person do that? For chance of people liking them? I mean why conform to the mold everybody else is dying in?
I couldn't stand there and let that ruin me. Only a handful thought that I might need some support. Yet I realize I put trust in wrong things, but I'd absolutely do it again on certain accounts.
Though none of that matters now. Just steps and lessons. Goodness in all even the moments of oddness and restrictions. Cruelty played for others. Yeah I understand and I was a fool. Can't change the past but only can find the positive in and move forward.
Still there are questions I want to ask but I am never quite bold enough to ask. Or maybe they really aren't something I need to know. The importance not up on the high scale any longer.
As much as I have been thrown I am still forgiving. Not because I am the welcome mat, just is because I can't go forward without giving that quality to those who reamed me hard.
Still it hurts but each day is a beautiful day and I have to think about the joys rather in bitterness or better. I just have to face straight. Hoping I don't hurt anyone in my staggering stage.
Long time from now, I hope a word or two. Yet today, no. Just mutual agreement that two people can stand in one location without falling apart.
A small hope for the day, yet I don't push.
The enjoyment of saying hello or nod. But placing self in another direction.
Possibilities and positive things are known to happen. I don't ask. I won't beg. And I won't start.
I got so tired of keeping myself tucked away in this tiny box. Tried so hard to shut out who I am just so I could fit in. Why does a person do that? For chance of people liking them? I mean why conform to the mold everybody else is dying in?
I couldn't stand there and let that ruin me. Only a handful thought that I might need some support. Yet I realize I put trust in wrong things, but I'd absolutely do it again on certain accounts.
Though none of that matters now. Just steps and lessons. Goodness in all even the moments of oddness and restrictions. Cruelty played for others. Yeah I understand and I was a fool. Can't change the past but only can find the positive in and move forward.
Still there are questions I want to ask but I am never quite bold enough to ask. Or maybe they really aren't something I need to know. The importance not up on the high scale any longer.
As much as I have been thrown I am still forgiving. Not because I am the welcome mat, just is because I can't go forward without giving that quality to those who reamed me hard.
Still it hurts but each day is a beautiful day and I have to think about the joys rather in bitterness or better. I just have to face straight. Hoping I don't hurt anyone in my staggering stage.
Long time from now, I hope a word or two. Yet today, no. Just mutual agreement that two people can stand in one location without falling apart.
A small hope for the day, yet I don't push.
The enjoyment of saying hello or nod. But placing self in another direction.
Possibilities and positive things are known to happen. I don't ask. I won't beg. And I won't start.
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