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Aug 2011
Sometimes it's hard for me to understand the people around me. There are so many sides to someone- there are so many sides to me. I think people are meant to be found, to be discovered, to take a second glance; when normally you'd walk away. At times all they need is a chance, forgiveness, understanding, a smile- or the slight brush of a hand. I look around and perceive people who are afraid to live, to love, afraid to communicate face to face... to take chances on people, scared to death of anything different or to experience anything substantial.

I try to be daring. I try to live outside the lines, to be vulnerable, to always be true to my own heart. And yet, I still find myself becoming detached and I too am just as lost as the rest. I don’t want to live in fear. I will not be silenced. I will not stop throwing myself into life or love and I will not give up. I want to make a connection that’s real, that lasts. I can only live for me, but I will always lay down my pride for the people I love, who truly understand me, because for me there is no pride when it comes to showing people you need them- only stupidity. I refuse to give up on any of you and I surrender my pride at your feet. But I take my stand here, and I stand here for you, you and you.
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