You slept with her.
And I just want you to know: I don't wanna be friends.
Not because you broke my heart leaving me sinking into a fetus-like position.
But because I work a program of love.
A program that teaches me to love myself and all around me.
I can only learn how to love through my experiences and from taking what I learn from them and applying them to my struggles for tomorrow.
Now that I think of it.
This isn't just for you.
It's for him, him, and all the others that left me questioning who or what I was and what I stood for in my this world.
I refuse to let you keep me down, I refuse to let myself let you keep me down.
Below your heels I choose to become empowered.
This whole time all I kept thinking I was a sick and twisted being for not having the manual to life like everyone else almost seemed to be born with.
Enough suffering.
Enough emotional bullshit, and enough running.
I'm sick of running for the door just so I can close it behind me and slump down into my sighs.
So for all of you that keep telling me how it works, stop it.
My existence is just to show you that I'm not some emotional needy little faggot with nothing better to do.
My existence is about learning, loving, and living.
Not surviving. Although in time it's almost seemed like the easier and softer way out.
I'm choosing to throw it to the side and walk down this snowy sidewalk of today.
Let me tell you, I'll do it with my chin high and a grin on my face too.
I have the power.
It lies within me and all around me, as long as I take the time to notice it.
So, let it snow.
Let it rain.
Let this roof fall onto me.
A life in fear is no life at all and I'll remember that when I look at myself in the mirror, I'm looking at the stars above me. In the same astonishment of the beauty within them.
I'm in charge....
of my future.
And I plan to create the best Mikey I can.
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