Falling deep down into a saddening abyss Though I fall And I’ve hit rock bottom There’s someone to catch me To make me happy Andrew, Lindsay, mom, Dad, all those Who have cared to love me Who I depend on Who gave me power, Power to be who I am To make you feel my love I must share Share my thoughts Feelings Today I share them with you My words of wisdom Of woe My troubles. My faults. My life.
Dependent, Although not independent It is still important to be. Family There and strong They have your back Even if you’re wrong Uncle. Abusing family at a young age Came to realize How much he had fazed out his family The ones who cared Coming back to life Reality and love Accepted back into open arms that were never closed As if yesterday was forgotten Because it was Uncle. I’ve called uncle. Ready to give up But those loving arms bring me back. I was taught to give compassion My family my own example As Mitch does for his brother, My family did for my uncle. Laughter. Sarcasm is strong Runs through this family like blood through fat veins In my house you must have’ Nerves of steal To survive one meal Not against the food But the mood Judgmental One word against my father Teasing, prodding, To me much more than my brother. I take it hard I do admit But who doesn’t want to be daddy’s little perfect gift Of pride Of belongingness To feel as if I’m doing something right To feel wrong gives me a fright we do okay we occasionally blame blame it on the doctor who hurt my mother vacations in smoky Cleveland Where j-walking is an Olympic sport Cleveland became my hell It taught me to be strong Because I had family Beside me, even if sharing a bed out of the question.
A friend Andrew once told me When I was lonely, tired, and sad To” close your eyes, and sleep. Let your dreams wash away your fears, then take on tomorrow.” I don’t think he realized But maybe he did This saved me Thousands of words Exchanged past lips of knowledge Hours of conversations And this one line finally gives me rest I ask him What would the final words be He won’t say He won’t say because I don’t need to know I won’t ever have to find out He’s there for me More than anyone before Gets me through a hard day And makes the next one It’s a kind of love that can’t be described It’s changed me Made me more intelligent Lindsay Ginger Energetic Sister separated at birth Soothes me even when she’s countries away Ireland is lucky Ha-ha luck of the Irish Impacted my lonely self Cracked my shell and poured me into the world Where i expressed myself Through piano And vocal harmonies In practice rooms Late to class Reluctant to leave I would never have shared my voice if it wasn’t for a friend like that Years ago I would have tested an introvert Friends and peers around me Reaching inside me and pull the extrovert outta me Now cold I slink into remission Wishing I could trust But I have learned From mistakes.
Happiness A well rounded word The meaning of happiness? The pursuit. A smile is like a flower Blooming with care For a flower Water and sun maybe all it needs For me. I need family Friends A reason Used to be known. Known as the girl who always laughed Not anymore I’m on my own pursuit Pursuit to find what stops my flower from blooming Might be the feeling of abandonment Biological A man who never wanted me My own father Not the mad maestro we all know and love The dark cloud Who blocks my sunshine Not the sun who cared for me when no one would Happiness Requires passion Happiness is WORK Work I need to start Looking for that job Applying my feelings to the cause Morrie had it right People crawl through their average live Never noticing the trees The beauty in the world It’s a fast crawl.
Life has a philosophy One learned from experience Learned from love Learned from family Learned from peers That gives you happiness Wait re word that Gives you the ability to be happy Make life your own Live it everyday And have someone to fall to
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