Exhaustion, crying, victim
Talk, I know it was the other day.
I’ve learned sometimes, it’s not
Your pride, that’s getting in your way.
Thick, brick walls will not help,
In your life the energy suckers
Plenty. You know what you resist
Persists, therefore, it’s time to
Plunge into you – new growth.
Expanding wide and new you,
Whole and better than yesterday.
Because life is worth learning to
Share your even space, again, with
Sometimes it’s pain, harsh, or cruel,
Or baby sides of the adults you know.
However, keeping dignity and pride
And justice, where due, will save you
In the long run.
Changing who I am, is not what I do.
It’s part of growing up. I’m not
Who I was ten years past, and
Therefore not who I was yes,
Even since before the sun rose