It was always okay
For me to be me
To tend to others
And giggle like i was free
It was always a good time
If i intently gave my attention
To those surrounding
Eager for affection
The smile i offered
It was always a lie
Unseen; no one who mattered
Tied up inside
intuition gives
intellect’s vast questioning
truth we want denied
Look above where you’re going
And believe you can fly
I keep searching for answers
Trying on different socks for size
Instead of kicking rocks ahead
I’m wishing for someone else’s life
Simplicity translates, and its staring back at me:
Stupid, take your own advice
But then I’m left defeated
Already familiar with my set of lies
Hurts me, almost
Always. Remembering.
I knew, almost
Always. The lie.
Pain comes, almost
Always. At daylight.
I fail, almost
Always. Forgetting.
I need, almost
Always. The affirmation.
I am, almost
Always. Enough.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 