I'm not free.
To The Man In The Moon -
I know I am flawed. I am an emotional person who wears my heart on my sleeve, who feels more than I want and takes on way more than I should. I apologize for being me and I know that I shouldn't have to but I am damaged.
I am sensitive. I am also strong. I fight for what I believe and who I love. I accept people for who they are but try and see who they could be. I believe in seeing the best in people even when they show me the worst. I see more than people realize and I let my fear hold me back and say far less than I should. I have a hard time standing up for myself.
But I believe that we all make mistakes and i try my best to give the people I love the benefit of the doubt. So I get lied to. Straight to my face. I get walked on. I get taken advantage of. By the people I would do anything for. I try and believe it says more about them than it does about me.
I try my best to be a good person. I don't say things I don't mean. I try too hard and I fall too often.
I'm taking my broken heart and wearing it proudly. You don't have to love me. You also dont have to lie to me.
I am worth the time. I am worth the effort. I love people for who they are. I won't ask you to be something your not so why people have to pretend is really beyond me.
I deserve to be someone's #1. Someone's priority. Someone's everything. I may be a mess but I am a beautiful one that cries through my tears and loves harder through my pain. I dont want to Someone's option...I want to be their everything.
I will lead you when you can't and follow when you lead. I will raise you up when you need and ground you when you falter. I am not a bad thing. I am what you put into me. I am Someone's partner. Though it seems some people never see. I am just as wonderful as you give your wonderfulness to me.
I can't apologize for the mess that other make and leave behind. I work hard at myself. To be a better mother, lover, woman, friend, and person.
I get hurt that dispite all the ways I will listen, love and care for others that I am written off, ignored and placated. I try harder than I should. I give more than many deserve. I feel it. Every doubt. Every fear. Every hesitation. I feel the fear of loving someone and giving someone everything I have only to be shown and told once again...It...I...am not enough.
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