I wish I had the time to sit down to contemplate my life and figure out how I became who I am today
sometimes I find myself thinking of all the choices I made believing I was right but maybe I was wrong and then
how can I fix the mess that has been done? to me by me
it's easy to love who you are now when you've stepped on traps in the past looking for the right path but making it somehow
truth is there's no use in falling into the trap of hating yourself in the old days you didn’t know best, we all make a mess in this endless chase for happiness
she will always be me but I'm not her anymore she will never be me but I'll always be her
I'm back with this piece I gatekept in my phone notes... but err should I gatekeep??? if you like my poems, if you've seen me around here and liked my writing, tell me! then I'll know there's no point in keeping it all to myself :)