Sunday, August 7, 2011

#320 My Pride


Do you show no gratitude?
The courtesy of how I lower down my pride to just talk to you?
The fact that I don't want things to be awkward?
I highly doubt you notice.
Then again, you never notice anything I've done,
Never once acknowledged the things I've done.
No.
You're stuck in your stupid fantasy world
Where you'd think you've let it go for such a long time ago
But girl, think again.
You're clinging on to it like the thing is
The only way you are able to know who you are.
But,
Somehow,
You're lying to yourself, darling.
You're lying.

You lied to yourself about so many things.
The fact that you think you're happy when you're not.
The fact that you think you're lying to your own heart.
You are one absolutely big liar I've ever laid my eyes on, you know that?
Then again, you don't know.

So much for lowering my pride.
Thank you, for actually letting me know
Pride is the only thing that I must keep up.
So,
Stop thinking about yourself and start thinking about others.
I may have a baby face.
I may have mature way way later than you
But girl.
I never, never lie to myself about my own feelings like you have.
So, think before you act.
Think about other people.
Place them before you and stop lingering in the past.
Come to the present and not moan over and over and over again.

My pride is a wall build so high, you can't see me on the other side.

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