This Is Me
So this isn't my usual style; But then I also do not usually create layouts about myself.
But I was feeling brave ;) And I had something to say:
Journaling Reads:
Nothing unusual, Nothing's changed, I am just a little older; that is all.
And I've learned, I will not make those same mistakes but I’m not always strong,
and Sometimes I cry.. What you see isn’t always what you get, I am Ordinary,
but I am still here. And this smoky mirror, I've allowed myself to see thru,
is just starting to clear. And I keep telling myself, your time will come..
But I have been waiting so long.. The girl that began this journey is gone.
and I scrape away the layers, trying to reveal that hidden jewel, but it only
leaves me feeling empty. Alone. And right back where I started from.
Only just a little more bruised. But Not beaten.
And I step a little closer, with each passing day, and I began to see that this path I've tread
does not define me. I am so much more.. And I have so much more to become.
So much more to learn.. While I am here, trying to make my way
In this world where the fear of being rejected becomes the fear of not being good enough.
And I have found, that if I can just stop pretending, and remember to breathe..
It will put all those little things into perspective.. and I am free..
I can focus just on being me. And I stand now with my feet firmly planted,
my arms reaching to the sky, and I am opening my eyes to a much better place.
I am ordinary, I am strong, I am right were I belong. I am beautiful even with
all my flaws, And then the great secret dawns, this is the way it was meant to be..
This Is Me..
But I was feeling brave ;) And I had something to say:
Journaling Reads:
Nothing unusual, Nothing's changed, I am just a little older; that is all.
And I've learned, I will not make those same mistakes but I’m not always strong,
and Sometimes I cry.. What you see isn’t always what you get, I am Ordinary,
but I am still here. And this smoky mirror, I've allowed myself to see thru,
is just starting to clear. And I keep telling myself, your time will come..
But I have been waiting so long.. The girl that began this journey is gone.
and I scrape away the layers, trying to reveal that hidden jewel, but it only
leaves me feeling empty. Alone. And right back where I started from.
Only just a little more bruised. But Not beaten.
And I step a little closer, with each passing day, and I began to see that this path I've tread
does not define me. I am so much more.. And I have so much more to become.
So much more to learn.. While I am here, trying to make my way
In this world where the fear of being rejected becomes the fear of not being good enough.
And I have found, that if I can just stop pretending, and remember to breathe..
It will put all those little things into perspective.. and I am free..
I can focus just on being me. And I stand now with my feet firmly planted,
my arms reaching to the sky, and I am opening my eyes to a much better place.
I am ordinary, I am strong, I am right were I belong. I am beautiful even with
all my flaws, And then the great secret dawns, this is the way it was meant to be..
This Is Me..
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