blind

Sometimes I have the hardest time seeing what other people see

I mean I’m not close minded or anything

And I often switch between seeing only black and white

And leaning heavily on gray

But I mean I often can not see what others see

When they look at meI honestly don’t get it

The thing that I like about school is that

I can see my hard work, my progress, my laziness

All in the form of a grade, percentage, correction,

and/or comment

But when it comes to what people say about me…

I don't think badly of myself, but....

I kinda just go with the flow

I remain polite, smile and say thank you

But a good portion of the time

I am honestly blind to what they see

"I used to be your favorite pick, but now your heart's half broke and that's hard to fix..."

what can i say

What can I say?

Some may call it destiny

And say that it was meant to be

Maybe its karma

For the way that I used to be

But it is what is

And I like it

I love the last man standing

the return....

I’ve been away
I’ve had so much to say
But so little that I’ve wanted to share
All at the same time
Left with more questions
Than answers….
But I’m back
With renewed strength and confidence

ELNORTSA

“…my presence is a present…” --- Kanye “Monster”

I’ve been trying to treat my presence like a present
Cherish it
Because I don’t know what tomorrow is going to bring
But my past
Has slowly crept up on me
Things that I am contemplating
Revisiting
Things that I used to have the
“Been there done that”
Mentality about
Things…people….
Who I’ve thought had had their chance
…their season
That I’d grieved over, mourned over, buried, and let go

Things that I thought

I no longer wanted

Sigh