I Shall begin this from that conversation that summer or spring night. I could not help but to sit and soak in all the words that were said. I never expected what pieces of me that would be put out before me. Too often past this lover, got out of this with the winning disposition, part of me should keep appearances and appear as though I am just keen. I'm so glad to have made my last two years a game to practice fun for my emotions. Never have I claimed to be put together fully - I've always been daft when it comes to just dealing with these things. I hate that is my area ---my irrational emotions. I do notice that apart from other areas that I'm just a total fuck up in most things. ---Yet I live some how to wake up every day to raise my kids, go to school, try to make up for all the things that I lack --all on my own with no faltering. Well trying to.
I always thought be good to others. I took the motto to heart; too much. As I see it, I became the punching bag to whom this extremely timid and just downright a doormat that all once knew.
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