wenty six years, pass in a blink,
I became a different woman than you’d like to think.
I know your embarrassed, to hear my stories,
the games, wins and losses, and all those glories.
I know you hate when people ask,
No boyfriend or child, so you’re forced to use a mask,
And pretend your ok, with the child you raised,
The one you always loved and constantly praised.
Just wished was different, and more like yourself,
Married off with children, filling pictures on your shelf.
So I’m sorry I don’t share, what’s important to me,
But its because I’m not, who you want me to be.
Listening, writing and constantly learning,
Traveling the world, and never yearning,
To be true to myself and doing what’s right,
Despite your words, and constant fight.
To continue living through inspiration,
New conversation and deep contemplation.
The things that I love cannot be bought,
It’s the unconditional love that is constantly sought.
So how much do I mean to you
If my foot is in the wrong type of shoe,
If I’m the only girl playing on the team of guys,
If I don’t wear the shadow on my eyes,
If I only wear the bridesmaid dress,
Or never hold my own baby,
would you think any less?
How much do I mean to you
If what I’m telling you is all true.
If what makes me smile is not what you think,
And 26 years pass, without another blink.
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