Why is the same issue coming up, over and over?
Is it that I am not willing to let it go,
or that I can't?
Sometimes I feel as if it consumes me.
I know that I am a much stronger human being,
yet I continue to be weak.
Is it jealousy, is it anger, a feeling of inadequacy?
When you are weak, others pick on your weakness.
When you are strong, others try to use your strength.
I want to wake up and feel like the whole world isn't attacking me.
Am I supposed to be the one who has all the jokes?
Am I not allowed to make mistakes?
Can I find another way to exist without looking so lost?
It's not supposed to be a game.
When you fall down, you get up.
When you get cut, it heals.
When you bruise, it also heals.
So why do broken lives take so long to mend?
author: Dimitri A St. Phard