It has taken a long time, and maybe I am delusional about it, but I am me and it's not the worst thing to be.
I can finally say I'm alright. I know there is a better version of me to become and I'll work on it, but you shouldn't be in love with the hope of me becoming that version. You should love the version of me now, and the bad versions;
the version that sometimes is too tired and depressed to get up and throw away old coffee cups,
the version that forgets that there is a world outside of my conflicting mind,
the version I used to be three years ago when I found solace in anything with a sharp edge,
the version that would rather let people take advantage of my kindness then restrain it.
You should love it all and with that love
I'll become that better version
inevitably.
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