I don’t want to change
anyone anymore.
I’ve seen the effort it
takes for me to change.
I accept that people
are rarely kind.
I know people
rarely care.
At times they have
good reasons for that.
Bullies are made by this
most of the time.
I have the same
struggles as all of them.
I admit there have
been many times
I’ve tried not to relate.
I am so human
at times it scares me.
My expectations have
left the station but
I’ve not given up.
God is in more
control than we know.
Apr 9, 2025
Apr 9, 2025 at 4:28 PM UTC
I don’t want to change
anyone anymore.
I’ve seen the effort it
takes for me to change.
I accept that people
are rarely kind.
I know people
rarely care.
At times they have
good reasons for that.
Bullies are made by this
most of the time.
I have the same
struggles as all of them.
I admit there have
been many times
I’ve tried not to relate.
I am so human
at times it scares me.
My expectations have
left the station but
I’ve not given up.
God is in more
control than we know.
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