So what.

My past is just that.
It has nothing to do with me now.
So what. I have put myself in harms way. So what?
It was my choice. It was no concern of yours.
So what. I have tried things others have not.
That doesn’t make me any different.
I was depressed that doesn’t change who I am now.
If you think that. You are the one at fault.
So what. I get emotional. So what?!
That is for me to deal with. I am not burdening you with it.
My past was sad dark and mysterious.
I chose to keep it away from you.
You wanted to know.
I told you this would happen.
You said you wouldn’t think differently of me and leave.
I called it right before you said it.
Its like you knew that’s how I felt and wanted to hurt me.
So what. I have a different past.
It doesn’t bother me.
Why should it bother you?
You found out that I wasn’t the ‘all American girl’.
So you left.
I was not in the wrong here.
You are.
Things are not going to get any better.
I turned out to have a different past.
SO WHAT?!
What did not kill me. Made me so much stronger.
What I have done. Makes me live life now.
I am a stronger person because of that.
My past.
that’s what it is. But it has shaped me.
Into being the person I am now.
I owe it all to that.
The tragic beauty I call my past.