Stilling Hanging on

To The Man In The Moon  -

I know that I am not an easy person. I know that I have edges and sharp corners. But I know how to be soft. I can be just as forgiving as I am tough. I just want the same. 

I am lost. I am trying to be myself. I am trying my best to do and say and be what everyone needs. Problem being what I get is not what I give. I'm tired of being looked upon so softly and treated like I am still falling short. 
one of the scariest things is the attitude I get from them both. They both will sit on the couch and look at me with the same look. I get words. Lots and lots of words. Lots of great beautiful words. 

but I know where empty words lie. And I am scared. I can't say anything without feeling judgment. You know I am who I say I am. Good and bad. I love them both regardless of how much it hurts me. But why am I doing this to myself? Again? Another chance to try and fail? I am still trying. Even when I am hurt. Even when I don't trust myself..or him.
I am doomed. 

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