Precious
Once upon ago, I made a change for myself
I made myself more friendly and open,
To others and myself
I am more Happy,
Not Emotionless
I am more Friendly,
Not always Angry
I am more Alive,
Not Half-dead
But... I have a gentle Heart,
Which means I am much more Vulnerable
Which means I will be triggered into Depression,
And when that happens
I think I am Useless and Worthless
For I do not want to be a Burden,
On those whom I care and love
I am also Glad,
That I made myself more who I am
And not a lifeless shell which is a human body.
But, I had also found a great reason to Continue,
What is it, you ask?
All of the people, which are all my Friends, at my “School”
They are what I call my, Precious Life-Lines.
I made myself more friendly and open,
To others and myself
I am more Happy,
Not Emotionless
I am more Friendly,
Not always Angry
I am more Alive,
Not Half-dead
But... I have a gentle Heart,
Which means I am much more Vulnerable
Which means I will be triggered into Depression,
And when that happens
I think I am Useless and Worthless
For I do not want to be a Burden,
On those whom I care and love
I am also Glad,
That I made myself more who I am
And not a lifeless shell which is a human body.
But, I had also found a great reason to Continue,
What is it, you ask?
All of the people, which are all my Friends, at my “School”
They are what I call my, Precious Life-Lines.
♠ ♠ ♠
A poem I made a long time ago, back in.... 2008 I believe.