I once had a friend ask me "Will those people who you give everything up for really love you after they see the hell you've been through?"
Because the thing is we aren't responsible for anyone's happiness or joy or comfort but our own. We help others because we know that they are going through the same hell we have gone through and we don't want them to suffer but how many of them would do the same for us?
Giving yourself away and expecting that they do the same for you is unreasonable, you have to chose who you are going to fight for and ask yourself if they would do the same for you.
And, i'm still learning that now.
I gave so much of myself up that I don't know who I am anymore; I'm sifting through a box of cut photographs trying to piece together the original photo.
I don't think I will ever know, but at least i'm trying.
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An Ocean Of Thoughts
PoetryNever be fooled; the quiet ones have a lot to say. So come with me on a journey, I really hope you stay. I want to show you the wondrous thoughts that float upon this sea and maybe when you're finished you'll understand the mind of a quiet girl like...
