How flawed are we?
That some of us preach
perfection...
By only repeating the
definition...
Who is pulling your
strings?
Making you dance to a
tune you do not want to hear
Stepping to the left...
When you want to go to
the right...
Standing in judgment
An invisible tightening
to reality
Choking the air with
pain
Allowing the voice
inside you to silently cry...
All is okay to them...
As long as the puppet
follows...
And does not lead...
The energy you keep
Is the energy you put
out into this world
The heart does what the
mind sometimes does not understand
But know this...
We are who we are
Make the best with
peace
We are more than a list
of contradictions
It's fact, not fiction
We are existence...
But why do we continue
to fall?
To learn how to stand
up again
Till we realize we are
enough
We are our own person
Good...
With hope and intention
A being living...
Beyond all that has
come before this moment
And that which has
trespassed against us
To be the best of our
ability, not others
The worth is in the
trying
And maybe it's not
happily-ever-after
But it's happy, after
everything else.
©
2020
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