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Not In Straight Line

*pic courtesy - painting taken from pinterest. I am telling you I am not perfect My bed is messed up all day long I have been said I am nothing but wrong My voice cracks open a tragic song My closet has clothes that don't fit me There are times when even my dog doesn't sit with me I am telling you Life is not supposed to be.. What you want to see.. I have been thrown out, shouted at, made fun of,  everytime I want to change and be free.. I have been called arrogant, stupid, mad, with ideas that shatter... I discovered things that no one in the room thought but only if it could matter.. I am telling you That people aren't perfect and nor they will ever be... If you wait for them to align You will be the one being struck out of line Don't think every criticism is fine Some are horrific with absurd design So what if I am not perfect I can tell that imperfection is abstract Breaking the rules is not nodding to solicitations I have tried, failed, then tried back ...

Promise



I see your eyes
All through the dark nights.
When asleep
Dreams diving deep.
Drowning as I try harder to breathe
There are promises to keep.
Your hands still holding me
Tugging me through the streets
When alone
Endless emotions piercing the bone.
Running towards the crowd as I catch my breath.
There are hopes to meet.
The past cannot protect
No matter how hard it affects.
To my inner voice
I make a choice.
The time needs to take a leap.
Though there are scars to seep.
I promise not to weep.

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