My Soul's Face
Strange pain, I must complain. Not sure where it's coming from, I must say. I speak the truth, don't believe me? Here's some proof. I must connect with another I don't care who it is, I'm starved of attention and full of loneliness. My friends have abandoned me, some fault of my own. What I did then was look into my soul. Why do I feel as if I had known? I didn't feel loss or regret, only anger and sadness. Because the past can't be undone and the communication was tragic. The past is the past, I'll move on from that. In the meantime, I'll work to develop better habits. To be stronger and smarter, to work harder to go farther. I feel weak right now but in a week I'll feel calmer. I may feel at peace with the decisions I've made. If not, I'll take a little more time to question my brain. What if I put more effort into getting them to stay? It's faulty because I never had them in the first place. It's strange, limited edition people were never my taste. I was in it for the long-haul, never felt the need to race. If I had to give some advice, I'd say to work on your pace. But people are different that's just something they say. That's why I know that I'll end up okay. In fact, I needed it to help me realize my place. Creativity is the way, my soul's face emboldened.
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