Tomorrow

I guess I could look back and be reminded of things that bother, hurt, and broken me in the past. Or I can just look back and laugh at the pain that taught me things that I have always tried to understand. I often questioned myself with why in the past, now it’s why not I don’t want the pity or the Awwwwww’s because now I’m built to be a better person. Wiser. .. I don’t concern myself with other people ways of thinking towards or about me. I still smile. The stares doesn’t bother me, I’m different and choose to be this way. This is just who I am and the important part I love me even the annoying gray whiskers that always seem to pop up has a reminder finding their way to the surface. My flaws are my own and I welcome them. I have work to do, and if time doesn’t allow me to clear my flaws, then that’s fine. It’s a part of me. I have days that I just sigh, stare at my bed room celling, with the feeling of tears burning my eyes, then I realize change is apart of me. I’ve hurt and that can’t be taken away, while on my knees begging for no more; I could have drown in my own tears. No self-pity. You can think what you want, or say what you feel. I know what it’s like and I would fight for it all over again. The pain…. You don’t know what it’s like because its mine. I share so that you could understand or try. You may never, though don’t question what I know. It’s about me my personal struggles, when will I love or hate that’s my time. Fine sand shaped in a beautiful hour glass. Here you go, Count the grains I MAY be ready then. Like I’ve said, I could sit back and remind myself of all the things that have broken me. But why? When the same things that broken me in the past; were the same things that made me stronger. Hard times chase us all; just hold on, there is a tomorrow.