Duality

As I have followed what I thought was my heart,

Was it something different this whole time?

I was seeing more damage being done to those genuinely wanting my time

Whatever I did follow

I did so blind,

Until Love; I ran out of,

None being given as received at any given moment to please any. No amount given was ever enough.

While hearts were broken in the chase for mine

The whiplash was felt from the volatile backlash occuring when any sort of rejection came in to play

Flipping what seemed like reality on a genuine plane

To be switched flipped making me the bitch, same one they doted over and wanted to build their life with!

I never could get any to explain how their abilities to tap in to my attainability which seems to exist exclusively from my identity as a whole, could have a direct correlation with who i am as a person. How their rejection could suddenly turn me into a person no longer described by the characteristics that they loved in me before. Their rejection certainly has some powerful unknown control. Love learning new things but none seemed to want to step up to the plate and take that professor role