Tonight I learned a lesson
A lesson I devised
It doesn’t make me smarter
It doesn’t make me wise
But awareness is the word I sought
In what tonight I was taught
I am a stubborn human
Who likes to hold her own
And to rely on someone else
Just makes me feel ungrown
I fight the fight
In constant search
of total independence
The proper simple elements
That join together to
Allow me to get through
That phase…
I no longer know
The path I follow
I no longer know
The me who’s hollow
Okay, it’s not that bad
I say
Because it’s only me
That may
Make it happen
Make it right
And follow
What fills the hollow
So here I go
And where it takes me again
I don’t know
But one thing that I do
I to myself I must be true
No matter what
Stubborn, weak or strong
I will trudge and struggle along
Until the day
When I will stay
Where I belong
Where that is I do not know
But I will follow
Until that day that fills the hollow.
by Bullimiaddict on Tuesday, December 7, 2010 at 12:22am
Thank you for that. I have felt that way, still do, and-
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We are social creatures to the inmost centre of our being. The notion that one can begin anything at all from scratch, free from the past, or unindebted to others, could not conceivably be more wrong. -Karl Popper
Abigail (www.wisdomcommons.org) Your quote on this site is lovely. You can never let go of the past, but you can learn from it and move forward. Most often your past makes you who you are, but you cannot be a slave to it. This, my friend, is often a problem many deal with. Being a slave to their past, rather then taking it to the curb (garbage). I like to believe I am NOT a victim, but someone who has experienced some great times, some challenging times, and some times that are not what I thought life was suppose to be back when I was three or five, or seven. I miss that little girl that had amazing dreams of the future sometimes, but I also love this aging lady who knows that you will always have to take baby steps. No matter your age. To keep moving forward.