I'm Trying...

Being a better person doesn't come with age, it comes with realizing something.

After all the time that has passed..you still haven't figured it out, I said to myself..

I won't be good for you, I'll do it for me, is what I realized.

I'll stand strong and wear a proud face, because people come and go.

If I'm the best I can be because of someone that may leave 

then I won't have anything in me when they are gone.

I made that mistake once.,and the more I sit there and dwell on that problem the more stupid I feel.

It's believed that holding onto the past will have you forever stuck in it...

I can't express how often that has been the case.

I hold onto all the pain..21 years of pain. 

I feel pain from times I wasn't even alive, from times I was barely even a thought.

It all hurts.

The most "selfish" person is really the most caring..most compassionate..most loving.

I bottle the true me deep down inside because no one deserves it, hell I don't even deserve it.

I tell lies about my good qualities, because I don't want to let someone down with my bad ones..

These tales I tell about my life aren't real..they aren't the true me.

It's just how one person made me feel and think.

I can't always point a finger.

I can't always be confined this way, can I?