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I’m not sure Of what I’m doing I’m starting to dread the thought That my solitude Is not a choice anymore But something I got used to Without even noticing Like it’s something I’ve been telling myself That I needed Or deserved A symptom of strength To show off To be proud of When the last thing I want Is building up walls Around someone I love I should be pulling you in But I’m kicking you out I locked the front door Threw away all your clothes So you wouldn’t come back Because I got so much tired Of your endless coming and going Never knowing where to stand I’m not going pretend I prefer to pull away Before they do the same But everything has a price I’ve seen it with my eyes And I’ve paid For each one of my mistakes And that’s alright It’s all part of life And I embrace it and love it all Because now I know That I almost became The kind of person Who hurt me most Who shut me out Without taking a chance on me Now I’m aware of all the things I let go I regret and mourn them all But they belong to a past that I can’t change from which I can’t turn away But I’ll forever be thankful for having learned That I don’t need to be like the ones who hurt When there’s an immense power that comes from being open and vulnerable to love.
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Sep 23, 2019
Sep 23, 2019 at 6:50 PM UTC
Vulnerable
I’m not sure Of what I’m doing I’m starting to dread the thought That my solitude Is not a choice anymore But something I got used to Without even noticing Like it’s something I’ve been telling myself That I needed Or deserved A symptom of strength To show off To be proud of When the last thing I want Is building up walls Around someone I love I should be pulling you in But I’m kicking you out I locked the front door Threw away all your clothes So you wouldn’t come back Because I got so much tired Of your endless coming and going Never knowing where to stand I’m not going pretend I prefer to pull away Before they do the same But everything has a price I’ve seen it with my eyes And I’ve paid For each one of my mistakes And that’s alright It’s all part of life And I embrace it and love it all Because now I know That I almost became The kind of person Who hurt me most Who shut me out Without taking a chance on me Now I’m aware of all the things I let go I regret and mourn them all But they belong to a past that I can’t change from which I can’t turn away But I’ll forever be thankful for having learned That I don’t need to be like the ones who hurt When there’s an immense power that comes from being open and vulnerable to love.
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Sep 23, 2019
Sep 23, 2019 at 6:50 PM UTC
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