blind to the reason
unable to understand
(i do, but i hurt)
would write in capitals if it would make more sense
or mimic my voice
let the tears speak
read my cheeks
baby, where's the love
of self, of truth
what blinds me,
blinds them... and you?
unable to understand
(i do, but i hurt)
would write in capitals if it would make more sense
or mimic my voice
let the tears speak
read my cheeks
baby, where's the love
of self, of truth
what blinds me,
blinds them... and you?


7 Comments:
One must want sence to make sence. It is a matter of inner purity. You must purge past demons and suck in your new life, made souly for you...by you. But, don't ask yourself if it could be better; for you must never look back. If you do you may see things you don't want to see. Ghosts from the past that will haunt you til your dieing day. Don't ask ME why...try asking yourself. For you'll never truly live until your mind comes clean and lets your heart start talking.
who are you?
A ghost
Hi Jen - this is mom. Never mind Anonymous, especially if they can't or won't own up to their words. And, of course, it's not me - that other Anonymous can't spell!!
I am a mother of four and a grandmother of one it is upsetting to me when a mom continuously tells her child to not concern herself with the criticism of others. In the real world people will always give you advice and it is up to the individual wither to heed the advice or not. As a mother I learned that once my children entered adulthood it no longer became my obligation to rise to the occasion after every time my child came under fire or was criticized for their actions. It is not my job as a parent to be my child’s best friend but to make sure that they explore all options and look at all opinions in life and support the decisions they make.
Well, speak your truth...
But I take advice for what it is worth- and yours isn't worth anymore than a ghost's.
I will concern myself with whatever I please, and a friends advice is worth more than a strangers criticism.
If only we were strangers...if only...
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