Poems And Rants....I Guess

Chapter 6

Hey guys, so .... I went back to my first chapter and read everything I wrote so far in here and I realized.... I'm just one big cringe fest. Tbh I couldn't help but laugh at myself. I'mma probably delete those and actually write poems instead.

Have you ever wondered

What would I be like if I was born a different person then I am today?

Would my personality change or stay the same?

I often have these thoughts

I wish I was born someone else

Hoping I was likeable

Hoping I was attractive

Hoping I was good enough

Hoping I was worthy to be called someone's child

Hoping I was perfect

But what dose it mean to be "perfect"?

That question boggled my mind for years

The years I've done regrettable things

Many people gave their definition of "perfect"

But none of then are accurate....

None make sense.....

Most people say

" Perfect to me means, to be yourself and not to worry about what people think or say"

But what dose that mean?

How could one not worry about the angry words of a person....

Yes of course, you could choose to ignore that person

But their words will come back to haunt you later...

They always do.

You can't always hide from the truth, It's common for most people to do that but... it's not good for you to be blind to something that other people can see or sense and choose to ignore the problem.

I know..

I tend to over think and work myself up over the things you think have a simple solution

But if you truly want to understand something....you must have an in-depth analysis of the situation. 

Have a ...... somewhat nice day 🙂