i'm not where I was
i'm at rest and at peace with myself
no longer fighting to be normal or fit in
no longer fighting who God made me to be
gosh sometimes it would be easier to fit into the mold
fit into
but I cant
it squashed me to almost no breath left
no heart beat
only making a paycheck, making a dinner and netflix nad chill
what kind of life Is that
watching other peoples lives instead of living?
i'm not there anymore
I can't buy into "this is the dream"
it's not the dream I was born with
my heart was meant to beat
meant to get my feet dirty
meant to love people outside of my age range
outside of my race
outside of my comfort zone.
to explore to learn to beat to run to fall
my heart was given breath
and I refuse to numb it to live the american dream
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