instead of using words, i drew lines. but there’s no amount of board that can hold this much annoyance. now i just roll my eyes and shake my head. voicing myself about it doesn’t work. venting to others doesn’t work. so it is what it is and here we are.
but i ain’t one to call names or throw stones in a house of glass
It has always amazed me at how a person can completely ignore their behavior as offensive or inappropriate and have absolutely no self-awareness. I often wonder where that comes from? Even if you’re taught to be this way or see it mimicked growing up, how do you not change who you are as an adult? Even if you aren’t aware of how you come across, doesn’t it resonate with you that the majority of people around you aren’t looking to become one of your best friends? Doesn’t that kind of tell you something?
what you live with and what you’ll do without
I guess I fear judgement in one way even though in other ways, I’m not bothered by it. So much of my childhood was spent trying to mentally escape traumas that the one thing I had to keep me sane is the one thing I don’t want to be told I’m not good at. In the end, it doesn’t really matter if I’m shut down and I know this but still, it holds me back because it’s the one thing I’m not willing to give up that is still mine.
take me back to the start
how i adore you. and i know i don’t exactly show it. but i have my own love language. we all do. there is nothing else out there for me but you. you’re the thing i work toward each day. every moment i’m not with you is a moment i’m pushing through until i am. you are the absolute best part of my day. i never want know this life without you.
i see you like a photograph even though the moments passed
there are no words to describe where a person resides mentally when living in constant fear of life revealing that all the effort you’ve put into prevention of a certain fate was ultimately for nothing. can we go back ten years?
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