Wanting to be someone else is a waste of who you are
– Kurt Cobain -
“The tongue like a sharp knife… Kills without drawing blood.”
– Buddha -
Yes! you feel angry, so much locked inside
you think to yourself is this just another ride?
A ride in your life down a road you don’t know,
To follow along, follow to where it will go?
If you speak, there’s a silence, a tut and a nod
If you’re silent there’s silence, raised eyebrows, away on your tod
You’re feeling you can’t win, no matter what’s done
You’re losing your person and know where it begun
To stand on your own feet, to stand 6ft tall
All in completely or nothing at all
Don’t interrupt me, though I’ll interrupt you
What you’re saying is not interesting
Though my stories must interest you
The drifting is coming
You feel the gap in between
There’s work, there’s sleep and no more dreams.
You’re just plodding along, no fun is insight.
You’re tired and confused
Keep praying to the Light.
©Written from the Heart – Michele Graham