my daily trial is ending.
another one awaits me to-morrow, and will last for about six hours.
pray, let me be what i once were: joyous, outrageous. i may have my zest for life again if i weren't tied down by anything, anyone. zest should be shared with people about me. love is what gives me zest. joyful love.
and i love life. life's been rough, but then so's everything else.
so tired of conflicts, of speaking. proving myself. ingratiation, to what end?
now i have the time to be me. truly. weak, strong, scared, wrong.
i am, i am, i am.
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