I'm trying to remember
when i started to forget
my worth.
I'm trying to place
the exact space in time
when the first bit
of innocence
was chipped away
it must have been subtle
it must not have hurt too much.
because i certainly didn't
seem to miss it
perhaps because i was still
saw nothing but good
and i believed that people meant well
and maybe I was wrong.
that's what growing up
looked like, though.
The more critical you are
the most grown you seem
So i got real
i saw that All that i wasn't
pretty
or skinny
or good at dance
or singing
or anything really
except being somone's
best friend.
I was good at funny.
kind of. err....being awkward
and more innocent than everyone else
and i reacted to everything
so that was the game
to make me blush
or get uncomfortable
or do things i wasn't ready to
and i let it happen
because i thought i had to
so i let everyone chip away
at any innocence
or value i had
my price tag
seen through your eyes
sucks.
It's so funny to think about now
how much i try for girls who
are the age i was
to understand
they are worth more than rubies
in a real way.
That they are more than
a weitght
an age
a type
they are the future
and the past
they leave a legacy
and build a tomorrow
for all of us
and all they need to know
is to not let go of
or hand the power to
someone who doesn't
respect
their desire
to be who they are
even if it's
means saying no
holding on tight
to parts of them
they'll try to get back later
but never quite remember
where they went
or when they left
in the first place.
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