Of my quiet bubble
Where no one whispers harsh cruelties
And there is only love
I write
I find my connection again
The way I did as a child
But this time
Out of love
Not hatred
This time
I write what comes to me
And let it flow out of me
Allowing my thoughts to be
What they are
No longer afraid of how others will take me
Because I've already walked that path
And it was futile
So now I hide away the way I like to
The way that soothes me
And I just
Write
I write
And people can take me or leave me
That's how I like it
Not trying to convince anyone that I'm worthy
Or right or wrong
Just that I am
And this is me
People have always tried to mold me
To their versions of me
Who I should be
Who I could be
If only
I were different
I am different
I am so different
I refuse to be taken in by anyone
Because while I can guarantee that I can relate to you
I can't guarantee
That you can relate to me
So I take my space
I take my distance
I take my peace
I'm sick of being misunderstood and misinterpreted
The thoughts in my brain are too big to explain in any given moment
My experience of this earth is too profound to put into words most of the time
So I write
I write
Because in writing
I discover who I am
Devoid of everyone else's input
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