#chooseyourself
We Step back, hesitating to say "NO".
but some "NO's" are meant to be heard,
not buried —
if we want to carve our own path.
Mar 11
Mar 11, 2026 at 12:27 AM UTC
They will never choose me.
I’ve finally accepted that truth.
Not because I am lacking,
but because what I carry was never meant to fit inside their vision.
They will never choose me,
and yet, I will not wither.
I will not beg.
I will not keep knocking on a door
that was never built to open for me.
I once thought their yes mattered.
I once thought their approval was the key.
But I’ve learned that the only yes I need
is the one I give to myself.
So let them keep their silence.
Let them keep their absence.
Let them stay comfortable overlooking what they do not understand.
Because I am no longer waiting.
I am no longer hoping.
I am no longer measuring my worth by their choice.
One day, perhaps, they will see what they passed by.
One day, they might wonder what it would have been like
to stand beside me.
But by then, I will be gone
not bitter, not broken,
but whole.
Because the truth is simple:
I was never meant to be chosen by them.
I was always meant to be chosen by me.
Sep 7, 2025
Sep 7, 2025 at 7:54 AM UTC
Could we be the same?
Is this what forms us?
Or it keeps us tame,
And unable to discuss,
The troubles and trials,
The pain and hurt,
The laughter and smiles.
All which we exert.
I keep searching.
Then a look shared
Let's me see what's lurking,
It tells me you were scared.
Scared of your power,
Sweetheart, now you know
You no longer have to cower.
Let your power grow.
It's only a reflection
What separates you and I.
No more rejection,
I bid you goodbye.
Apr 24, 2020
Apr 24, 2020 at 5:48 PM UTC
I realized that
No matter how much you want someone
Or how hard you try to make it work
No matter how perfect you are
Or how beautiful
If it’s not you it’s not you
Don’t wait around hoping
waiting for scraps
You’ll only get hurt
You’re trying to be perfect,
giving it your all
your best
while you get nothing in return
Worse part is they make it seem like you want too much
Like you are too much
The next person will treat you better
Don’t be bitter ***** did you no wrong
It just wasn’t you
It was never you.
Hardest part of it is moving on
But you have to
Don’t be surprised
They’ll act better with the next person
They’ll be different
It’s not you
It was never you
Jan 31, 2019
Jan 31, 2019 at 7:06 PM UTC