Preconceived notions, this was written to my daughters, |
I wish you could see me for who I am See past who you think I am Forget who you think I should be You all have no clue, What you believe is not really me There are things that I feel hopes and dreams that I have Anxieties, doubts and fears, depression My feelings get hurt easily by things said or not said What is not done as much as what is It is hard for me to join in so often get left out my rejection is more like my fear of being rejected Inside I am still kind of a mess Regrets and misgivings about things done in the past There is also forgiveness I have given myself I lived a life that was crazy, full of drama not needed Also fun, excitement, special moments, I wouldn't give up I can't seem to do what needs to be done So I can do what I want with the rest of my life. It's like I self-sabotage afraid to break free For then I would truly have to be me And I don't know who that is What I do know is This is not how I want to live I don't want to be responsible for anyone else But here I am doing it anyway I really don't know how to let go Do what needs to be done Secretly hoping one day soon It will get done all by itself |