Im tired,
of waiting for the things I want most
to come to me–
when I failed to voice that
I had even wanted them at all.
How many times
must I let something
slip through my fingers,
just past my grasp,
before I learn to take it for myself?
Can I be so selfish?
When I have only ever given–
may I take this one thing?
Just this once?
Sep 21, 2025
Sep 21, 2025 at 7:20 AM UTC
Im tired,
of waiting for the things I want most
to come to me–
when I failed to voice that
I had even wanted them at all.
How many times
must I let something
slip through my fingers,
just past my grasp,
before I learn to take it for myself?
Can I be so selfish?
When I have only ever given–
may I take this one thing?
Just this once?
I think now, I will be just a little greedy.
Now, I will say the things I want, boldly–
and make the effort to take them in my hands.
No matter how much work it takes, the bravest thing is to want.
And in this way, I shall learn to be brave.
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