We don't get to choose our families,
and I'm not blaming my family.
For my fucked up life I made choices,
I wish I never had made.
I have tried to be kind to everyone,
listen with an open heart.
I'm good at helping others heal but,
healing "myself, I'm" a mess.
I can give advice and help others,
but I can't take my own advice.
I don't know if it's the way I was raised,
or the pain I can't release.
There's times I catch a glimpse of light,
I grab hold as fast as I let go.
Some say you're in charge of your own,
destiny nothing is set in stone.
I wonder if it's real or if our lifes are,
paved good life bad life.
Like lifes a monopoly "game, buy" your way too the top.
That's where happiness is?
I feel like I am in a grave and it's too deep,
to get out or too see the light.
I try to crawl "out, but" the walls crumble,
pushing me deeper into my own grave.
I feel like I'm not good "enough, I've" never fit in girls don't like me only men.
I wonder if it's because girls see darkness, in me that makes me different than most.
I know I will not give up or go down, without a fight.
This is my life I may be in too deep,
but I know I'm in charge of my future.
No one else can change my past or,
proclaim they know my future.
My life is mine I'm takeing over,
now if you play with my life be prepared.
To dance with the devil herself fight fire,
with fire and I'm gonna win this battle.
Candy81 © 7 hours ago, Candra Creviston pain • sad • death • family • society • adult