When you said,
I’d never change,
Always being kiddish with
venting through changing statuses and
Never speaking up,
that I’d be the boring same.
That was the first crack. I was in a transition then,
Now apparently you just see a me you never expected or may be you did dream,
But I’m just too real to any longer be a dream.
Thank God for those much more cruel words of harshness,
I became a blogger, a writer,
And even more…
I discovered me, the one who could connect with those many sailing in similar boats of different chaotic emotions, dealing with verbally abusive hypocrites like you.
I was born sensitive not practical,
That’s who I am,
And that is something not bound to change.
And I can be as bold and brave I want to be,
Because now the likes of you CANNOT EVER diminish the likes of me.
I refuse to sink beneath your shallowness.
I respect myself far too much , then to worship your hurting ego.
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