Disclaimer: Since its my 25th Birthday coming up soon. Decided to write something without any edits, and make it as honest as possible. So yeah, there is going to be sadness and frustration. There is a lot of beauty in there too. I make no apologies if any of this offends you. Because essentially this piece is about my life. Not all of it is literal, so please dont think Im going to do something stupid after I post this. Its more about wanting to give everyone a piece of my mind, something honest, something real. Growing Pains: I dropped out of school like the rain, And while it seemed I never recovered, Somehow I always remained. Life didnt go to plan, Life never goes to plan. I just wanted to evaporate away, Never to be discovered again. Feeling like I had failed everyone, Wanting to bury my head, But there isnt any sand, Maybe Ill pretend instead. Living inside of my mind, Dreaming like its in colour. Forgetting the black and white, That we make each other suffer. Blame it on everyone else, Yeah thats the typical. I can only rely on myself, Yeah, thats immature. Ive spent less days crying than most though, And while youve been getting choked up, Ive been praying to God with what little hope That I had left. Turning that into a little faith. Turning away from all this mess. Im just a blade of grass, I sway in the breeze like everyone else. When I have a broken heart, I want to kill myself. That isnt to say I would, Because I got heaps more to do. But I wanted to illustrate that Im not much different from you. If that sounds too absurd, Or maybe you cant relate. Then maybe I am different, Or just a different shape. Getting a little older now, Filled with a little resentment. Wanting to smell the flowers, Wanting to feel regret. So I can justify that Ive been living. Making terrible mistakes. Some might think that misery, But I think thats the most beautiful way To live a life impure. Acting without insurance. A step measured with experience, Until we are found by our deliverance. Ive learned to love now, Started by trying with myself. Ive learned to ask for help, My pride gathering dust up on a shelf. I guess I wanted to share, That I feel Ive grown up. A blade of grass that is taller, But not taller than everyone else. So I guess that is the end for now, Until I get older again. Lets just hope I can express it, With a little less pain. A little longer than I had imagined, but if you read it up to this point then I am grateful.
Posted on: Sat, 19 Oct 2013 11:08:18 +0000
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