I Am Lonely
My cracks are a part of me, some good and some very ugly.
I do not require a blinded eye when you find the ugly, but I would
I appreciate a little empathy. Funny how when others are lonely
and down, your always there without a frown, but in my case you
choose to adjourn delivering your sentence with very little room for
repentance, or concern. I do not project perfection, for I know none
whom have reach that mecca of ascension. For growth is always in
continuum. I am that I am, and for this I do despair. Now my cracks in
diameter or width may not measure up to yours when compared. You
do so easily pontificate on my ugly cracks, which leaves me feeling
quite the derelict, contemplating is it your own self worth, or mine
your validating.
I do not require a blinded eye when you find the ugly, but I would
I appreciate a little empathy. Funny how when others are lonely
and down, your always there without a frown, but in my case you
choose to adjourn delivering your sentence with very little room for
repentance, or concern. I do not project perfection, for I know none
whom have reach that mecca of ascension. For growth is always in
continuum. I am that I am, and for this I do despair. Now my cracks in
diameter or width may not measure up to yours when compared. You
do so easily pontificate on my ugly cracks, which leaves me feeling
quite the derelict, contemplating is it your own self worth, or mine
your validating.
By:
lookingwindow
Age:
41-45
,
Female
