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Tunes for Two

People aren't happy with me. Flaws are inevitable because who doesn't have them? It's just that sometimes it feels as if I'm constantly changing. Putting parts of me away because I know not everyone approves.

People very rarely actually change. Some things that aren't necessarily seen as flaws but are not praised are things that people pick out. I'm tired of people being unhappy with things that in the end, make me me. I'm tired of adjusting what I do, what I say, what I am...just for someone else to approve.

So why. Why must I thrust myself into unhappiness, in order to save the happiness of people who in the end, mean nothing. They are nothing to me, they mean nothing to me. Maybe momentarily they pull at a heart string, making my chest create a song that stays in your head for a while. But all songs grow old. That tune you love so much fades away, growing repetitive in your thoughts.

Maybe those songs come around often. There are many and you listen anyway, knowing that they'll all pass in time. Each one carries a different tune and a new beat.

And one day, you'll find the song that you can't stop listening to. You'll sing the words and every note in between, never getting tired of it. It will replay over and over and you won't care. You'll cherish it, love it, and keep it with you forever.

Everyone song won't be your favorite. & your song wont be everyone else's favorite. So find your song and dance to it, and the time will come when another dances to the same tune, their energy matching your own, two people lost in the music...lost in each other's song.

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This was,, a mess. Idk what it is. I'm in a writing mood but can't seem to get myself to write any of my books.