According To You
I am crazy,
I am lost, I am moody,
with no self-esteem,
no willpower…
Scared to make choices,
don’t want to take chances,
I fear changes,
I cling to the past,
I have no future, without a plan
I have no life
and I don’t know what I want
from life…
The question is?
“is this true”
you see all this
is according to you…
Peeking through someone else’s eyes
I’m quirky and funny,
I have direction,
I know what I want,
I am happy,
independent …
I have dealt with my past
I’m forging ahead to the future,
not stuck in a rut
or waiting on someone’s approval,
my moods are my own
if I want to cry, I cry
I know who I am…
Just so you know
according to him,
I’m everything he wants in a woman
and he does not expect me to change…
So tell me,
whose opinion counts?
Who am I with?
Who did I chose?
Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2010
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