too long i've let it have power
let it run my life
let it run me over
let it drive me to wit's end
let it ruin my days
but no longer
too long have i looked at others
and felt a pain
like i have to be
everything at they are
that i have to be
everything that everyone loves
but no longer
too long have i felt bad
and wished i were them
and wished that those people
had me up there
on that inspired pedestal
but no longer
i'm free
i don't have to be
anything that they are
people care
people make me smile
people make me life
leave me notes
say kind words
they don't care
so why should i?
i'm no one else
i'm just myself
and guess what?
that's the best person to be
that jealousy
it has no power
no longer
Dedicated to God, who helped me
And my friends, who helped me, too
I. Love. It. That is awesome. It's beautiful because it came straight from you. Nothing was fantasized. Bee-yoo-tee-ful!
ReplyDeleteAww, thanks so much:)
DeletePs. Jane Austen!!!!
ReplyDeleteI know, right? :)
DeleteGreat poem, Rubberboot Girl - and I like your blog design : )
ReplyDeleteTane ♥
Thank you so much, Tane:)
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