Getting Along
It must be a trait in my chromosome
To tolerate the hurt continuously
Getting over it is putting me under
Bringing me down to an all time low
I guess that's why I often get high
I'm up again to hit the ground crashing
But I'm consistently coming back for more
Some say I should plead insanity
But I drown out the voices including my own
All I care about is getting along
No matter how painful the process is
Even though trying to be everyone's friend
Is transforming me into my own worst enemy
There'll be days I don't even want to witness my own reflection
That way I don't have to reflect on the shame
The lack of self esteem
For allowing my pride to get injured like it does
Over and over repeatedly
I'm aware that it's abuse but it doesn't matter
All I care about is getting along
While hating myself
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i ask this question over and over again...we say we want to be happy but are we ready to be happy..its like were bound to the things that make us miserable and wont accept change. thank you for opening up to us.
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we master digging the well, imagining the hole to be the beginning of the first step in the stairwell. we love to follow the joy, trying to achieve happiness in the skies ...and wish for love. as if not knowing love is a journey we take with another, requiring rebuilding, not just sacrificing of ourselves, we live to build ourselves with others having similar interests. i like your work. we storm children go through hell ...to find out what it is we seek ...in the reality. never give up who you are=desire, and be. thanks for a most worthy write
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Thanks to both of y'all for the love and insight. Much appreciated.
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