after a wile you learn
the subtle difference between
holding a hand and chaining a soul
and you learn that love doesn't mean leaning
and company doesn't always mean security
and you begin to learn
that kisses aren't contracts
and presents aren't promises
and you begin to accept your defeats
with your head held up
with the grace of a human being
not the grief of a child
and you learn
to build all your roads today
because tomorrow's ground is
too uncertain for plans
and future's have a way
of falling down in mid flight
and after a while you learn
that even sunshine burns if you get too much
so you plant your own garden
and decorate your own soul
instead of waiting
for someone to bring you flowers
and you learn
that you really can endure
that you are really strong
and you really do have worth
and you learn and you learn
with every good-bye you learn
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The Silent
Poetry⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️ if any of the tagged things are sensitive to read about or makes you feel uncomfortable, please do not read! I'd hate to be the reason you feel either way. *Please feel free to leave feedback and suggestions in the comments, thx...
