growing up

[Changing]

Held by the restraints of power and control
You must talk walk act this or that way
It seems everyone and no one is stealing my soul
Never realizing that tomorrow’s a new day
As a child I can make no one see
Turning to God is no relief
He has left me
And taken with him my belief
Years of torment and struggle
Leave me unknowing, unsure
How will I ever break from this bubble?
Will I ever be natural, clean, pure?
Married no children
Years pass
I’m still unknown to me and him
My confidence like glass
Who am I?
What do I know?
Myself, my soul I must pry
If I can will, must, grow
Where I go from here is unclear
I know this is just a start
I’m getting that I am here
I will find out what’s in my heart
~Karissa~

 

[Mellabopper]

coming to terms with yourself is always hard... but in the end, its always better - stay true to yourself, whoever that person may be. its hard to figure out what is you and what you THINK is you... good luck on the journey, its quite a ride
Mellabopper
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animals are for petting!
"does anyone know where we are? because i think i dont have a clue"
"damn the man, save the empire!" - empire records
Corruption is key.

 

[Changing]

Thanks

I appreciate that. It's hard, but it's pretty exciting too.