I want... The ability to move away from the restrictions of the past.
I wish... That I could do this
I hate... That I've not been able to do this yet.
I miss... Out on too much because I can't move on.
I fear... That I'll never be able to let go.
I hear... A little voice in my head telling me I cannot give up.
I wonder... When I will finally conquer my demons?
I regret... Leaving it this long to try to deal with everything.
I am not... Prepared to go down without a fight.
I dance... When I think no ones looking
I sing... When I think no ones listening
I cry... When no one is there
I am not always... Going to to be held back like this
I make with my hands... Bobbles and bows with pretty ribbon xx
I write... A blog and it really helps
I confuse... Myself daily
I need... To do this for myself
I should... Start looking at why I feel this way
I start... To cope and then loose it again
I finish... This journey with my head held high I hope.
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