These Shoes

CATEGORY

life

Im not happy with all the choices i made, the anger i held or the shadow i hid in out of shame. Everyone judges by the choices you make verses the circumstantial options there are to choose from. These shoes i have walked, ran, slipped and sunk into the grounds of life and to me these shoes are like wheels accelerating me through life. Like my faith and the courage i try to grasp in hopes the grief doesn't last. These eyes have seen the world in ways no one else could, hurt, confusion, deceit and betrayal. These hands wiped my tears, fought my enemies, touched and caressed the fibers of hope in spite of things made to bring me down. Im not proud of alot of things but everyone can judge, but there is only one person who has been in these shoes, lived and breathed in this body and thats what counts. This soul has beared the pain and strain, trying not loose cause there wasnt much to gain. Everyone has a story so why do keep picking others out to bully, despise and terrorize. How did your fate make you any richer than me when we both had dreams and desires to be. How is it that i believe in god and have my struggles but u pretend and prance around social media and supposedly youre one of the chosen? We all have the same opportunities, go to school and college, yet i have small buisness and youre a millionaire. How is it that we can have the same faith but only one of us has worries, debt and destitute. They say dont worry about others, but you have no choice when your pride,ego, hope, and basic means of life is in their hands. Doctors, lawyers, judges,police, president, we suppose to praise God yet the world is left being dictated by people caliming they having bigger dreams than you, when in fact all they do is manipulate us. These shoes can and have been worn by one person, so why do others try to tell me how to wear them. I dont live for them.