I like being alone.
And with you.
Either way its healing.
Growing.
I feel so close to breaking through.
Sometimes I think I should just wait.
But then the ambitious part of me hates waiting.
So I move towards being a catalyst.
Trying to spark my soul to change.
But I soon realise the power isn't me.
So I search.
Everything that's important takes time and effort
So I close my eyes and open my mind.
I see my flaws
An ego that has walls that must crumble.
Walls that block out everything except myself.
I'm sick of myself.
Not me as in me.
But the self-centered me.
The one that looks past other people's needs.
So the walls are coming down.
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