My whole life I always felt like
I just needed my own space
my thoughts were cluttered with your yelling
I should have seen it in the first place
I just needed time to get my head straight
When people ask me how I'm doing, "Yes, I'm Ok"
that's what you're supposed to say..
I wish I could have conversations with the old me
I wish somebody would have told me
You don't have to go through their pain
your road is different you'll be OK.
Block your ears what they're saying isn't real
rest your eyes
the exhaustion will make you think unclear
take some time get your head straight
You don't have to carry their weight
I wish I could have conversations with the old me
I wish somebody would have told me
Keep working late, it will be worth it one day
you don't have to be home, they can eat on their own
you're not their fucking mother anyway.
Catch your breath
find your head space
Trust yourself you're going to be ok
You're allowed to want to be alone
you're allowed to tell them no..
In the morning they'll pretend to atone
but when someone asks you how you're doing
you don't have to pretend to be OK.
I wish I could have conversations with the old me
I wish somebody would have told me..
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Author:
Silk (Pseudonym) (
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When people ask me how I'm doing, "Yes, I'm Ok"
Wow. This hits hard. I'm glad somebody else feels this way.
All the love- PL xx
One day that old you will return and the strength within you will lead you to the better path in your life.
Good emotive words Silk.
Andy
Good write Silk.
Ooohh, I dunno. Shall I chat with me, myself, or I? That's three people! heehee.
I'm not sure anyone is convinced by advice (being told) by others - it has to be learnt the hard way. You seem to have cracked it, and converted that into an interesting piece of work.
If we all were to tell exactly 'how we are' when asked I think the world would become a very depressed place indeed. 'I'm OK thanks' Is as much a defense mechanism as it is a 'I don't wish to discuss it with you'.
Well expressed piece from a very personal viewpoint.
in the words we bequeath while choosing to share freely what wisdom we've gleaned from those perplexities clouding our lives,
we choose to arm those who will one day follow our very steps, and in so doing: we help ease that angst we've been carrying our adulthood's years of deep-end diving in shark infested waters: of our own 'choosing'...
a wonderful read you've shared dear Poet, thank you for inspiring my little scribbled reply
Good write Silk. Life can be a clutter land.
This is fantastic is soooo real. My heart goes out to you and Iām so proud of you for finding your inner self and strength. You deserve it. You are enough.
Thank you š
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