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This is dedicated to the one person who I have been luckiest to meet, the only angel I've ever believed in, who loves me for what I am and not the mask I sometimes wear. I don't know what I'd be without her.

Follow me and I will lead.

Follow my sure voice and heartfelt conviction.

But know this:

I do not follow another.

I do not difer to a god.

She has never shown me the way.

I do not speak her word,

Harold her cause.

Because I refuse to follow her blindly.

Faith is too often given without being earned,

Faith is too often a one-way exchange.

God is too often thrust upon the

Depressed,

The lost,

The normal,

The defeated,

The other,

The redheaded girl.

By those who do not know what it is to be

other.

lost.

desolate.

different.

scarred.

I do not deny the existence of your god.

I do not wish to undermine the core validity of your religion.

And I do not care to assume that you can't find yourself through the holy path.

I simply wish to say that

I do not need God in that way.

I do not need her to write me a plan.

I do not need her to test me. 

I do not need her to inspire me.

This is my life.

So I choose to lead.

I will stumble over mistakes and misjudgements.

I will fall into love and then back out of it.

I will get into trouble, I will say the wrong thing.

I will date the wrong people, and make the wrong friends

But I will take responsibility for every last glorious second.

I am my own person.

I don't need her to be there for me,

I don't need her to love me.

I love me.

My family loves me, 

By best friend loves me. 

And really, that's all I need.

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