Thank You
Thank you for all the things you did not do.
Thank you for showing me how to smile,
when all you ever wanted was for me to cry.
Thank you for letting go of my hand and
letting me see how lost I really was.
When the walls around me crumbled and fell so low,
thank you for not being there to help pick up the pieces.
I learned that everyone is not my friend
that every voice that speaks a kind word is not worth running to.
"all that glitter ain't gold" is the scar you cut across my four head
Thank you for showing me how red my eyes can really get from crying.
I learned how thick-skinned I could be, I learned not all broken glass can cut.
So I thank you for showing me how many lessons could be learned
through pain.
So I hope you take these thank yous and put them on your shelf
with the ones you have collected from others and maybe someday
you'll realize how thankful I really am.
Copyright © Trina Aiken | Year Posted 2014
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