We cannot change how other people see us. We don't even have to try.
Some people drink water and others drink whiskey. I prefer Diet Coke. It's all relative.
You do not belong to anyone and no one belongs to you.
If you are someone who has heard "Some people just don't understand you."
Well, welcome to my world.
"Come into my parlor," said the spider to the fly.
I am the fly and go up the winding stare.
I am coming down those stairs.
I am not going to apologize this time.
I don't give a damn if you don't want me.
You cannot hurt this woman.
That is what I am.
I am a woman.
I am not a child.
I gaze so long into the great aching sun.
I just wanted to belong.
I want to be at peace with the ambition that's connected to me like a thread.
In my memory before the rejection.
My mind tells me no, but I want more.
I will leave these people behind.
I will grieve for those who deserve my love.
I will bust out of this town.
No more judgement from those terrible voices.
I am not frightened.
There is peace in the harbor.
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