Flowing With the Wind
Trying to stand my ground but not able to because there its always that gust of wind that
seems to always knock me down.Trying so hard to keep pride in my self but seems to have
that im never good enough voice always in my ear.Wanting wat every body else has you
know that happiness and love like no other,but cant seem find the one who honestly accepts
me flaws and all. Knowing that maybe if i just end the life i have maybe it will finally be
perfect or atleast close to it. Once feeling that she was my everything and that i was willing
to put her before any and everything to keep her happy, now trying to figure out why cant i
seem to keep her happy. As i look at what has become of us maybe i really have destroyed
her life and caused all bad to happen to her. Maybe she does have the right to hate me and
constantly throw my down falls around and notice only my wrong doings. If i had a rose for
everytime i seem to mess up an relationship i could drown in a bed of flowers.
Copyright © Ciara Poole | Year Posted 2010
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