Blah Blah – I’m Worth It
commitment isn’t hard when you want it; the company would feel full of love without being missed…
sulking in my own phenomenon; I’ll be the story when everyone’s gone…
transforming into a masterpiece; without make-up or grease. becoming a Victorian; this isn’t where my story end!
doing my best to make myself over; getting the bags out of my eyes – and weights off my shoulders..
I no longer live in disguise ; no more watching paint dry!
my trail has a lot of brainteasers; I’ve always liked to take things apart – like procedures….
subjective in what I say; always taking moments to pray.
giving me the strength to move forward; intuitive in the things that hoard me.
justifying, is what it feels like – yet, feeling all the time like I’m walking on spikes.
I find myself wondering; going deeper within [my mind rendering].
stressing that for myself, I only want the best; so that energy spread to the rest.
those I care for; the one’s I love, and those I adored…