We live in a world were we can never be more than what others say. The way we have enclosed our lives and put them in the hands of others has left us empty. We consider what other people feel and not what we feel deep inside. We let our opinions slide because we don’t want to speak the truth for all it is. Undress its pain and bathe in tears for a moment. We have forgotten to be alive. Robots are us who mask our emotions and pretend we don’t love or hate or get embarrassed. When we do. All the time. And its OK.
But in reality its never about them. Because they where not there when you gave your heart to loves vulnerability and got your heart broken. When your trust rusted from a relationship of the ‘right one’. They did not know the smiles you gave were to keep them from questioning because ‘how are you’ is such a loaded question.
Its not about them that you are a single mother and all they think of you is loose. They don’t know your story and they will never be worth of it. Especially those who claim to be friends yet aim words of discouragement about you to others. Or those who weave your image for the world that adores their craft more than you. They don’t know how its like to have you be where you are so forget them and live.
You are the one living the life different from them. Though the choice might not have been yours. Its never really cause life chooses us. Societal judgements may be made to put you down but they will only if you let them. Because we live in a world where we can never be enough but just be human. And they may try to forget that. Hurt you so much you cry but tears are meant to fall no matter what.
A better world would be one that let’s you admit you are wrong and not waiting to say I told you so. A better world is one where my age does not amount to wisdom. A better world is where expression is not limited or uncomfortable words muted.