For a long time, I felt the rage within me rise,
As the days passed I got angrier
More confused with the people around me.
Growing up was hard,
I wanted to be myself
But I didn't know who I was.
How could a person that once always smiled
Become someone that cried day and night?
I pulled through those years with all but one hope
That someday I may help someone who has been in my shoes.
Years went by and I came to realize
That all the rage was in vain as I saw things from just my eyes,
The egocentric view of the world made me see what I wanted to see,
I was oblivious to the pain others went through internally but only saw that what they threw out irrationally.
I grew up in hate but channelled it well,
Now that I look back I see the flaws.
It's all in the past,
I wasn't the only one suffering
The clouds have finally lifted,
I can't undo what I felt or saw,
But I can move on from the pain I hid within.
Instead of brewing more hate, I choose to use the past not as an excuse but as a way of being a better version of me.
-Samantha
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