When your baby gets hurt life becomes simple.
I look into her teary eyes, and I start to tear up,
I always said I would never let any thing happen to you,
The hardest thing for a parent is to realize you can't protect your kid from everything.
All I want is to hold you, protect you,
Tell you life is full of flowers and candy,
but as you learn how painful some things are I see you grow.
I may not be able to always protect you,
I might not always be able to catch you when you fall,
But I will always be there to hold your hand through everything!
Thinking is the hardest work there is, that's probably why so few engage in it
Thursday, September 15
Monday, September 12
It is just who I am....
I had a roller coaster of a up bringing. Mostly my own doing, my childhood was one I wouldn't wish on anyone. I was lucky when my dad married my mom I know now. Taking us girls out of a horrible start of life.
I left home pretty young to find me, I think I found much more. I lived in some torn down homes, finding any where to lay my head down. My mom tried her best to pull me out of the places I was in, but I ran further away.
I am sure she cried many tears over me, yet I couldn't bring myself to ease her pain. As I lived this crazy life I learned how to depend on myself, sink or swim as so many say. I trusted only myself. My mentality was greatly alerted by these years. Although, painful, sad, and lost most of the time, I survived.
After some time I came back home, but my way of thinking was to far gone, they opened their arms, and loved me so, but I just couldn't share who I use to be. I never asked for sympathy, or felt as if I was given a bad hand in life.
Now a days, my life with my family is still strained, but time to time I show the person inside and for a minute all seems right to the world.
I left home pretty young to find me, I think I found much more. I lived in some torn down homes, finding any where to lay my head down. My mom tried her best to pull me out of the places I was in, but I ran further away.
I am sure she cried many tears over me, yet I couldn't bring myself to ease her pain. As I lived this crazy life I learned how to depend on myself, sink or swim as so many say. I trusted only myself. My mentality was greatly alerted by these years. Although, painful, sad, and lost most of the time, I survived.
After some time I came back home, but my way of thinking was to far gone, they opened their arms, and loved me so, but I just couldn't share who I use to be. I never asked for sympathy, or felt as if I was given a bad hand in life.
Now a days, my life with my family is still strained, but time to time I show the person inside and for a minute all seems right to the world.
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