I Don’t Care To Explain

I don’t care to explain
who I am,
why I am the way I am,
what made me this unapologetic,
or when did I become so careless with speaking my mind.

I’m not perfect.
Never will be.
I’ll never be like you or be who you want me to be.
It just doesn’t work like that.

Explanations aren’t necessary anymore.
There comes a time in life
when you just don’t give a damn
about what anyone thinks.
And it’s actually better that way (for my mental health).

It All Depends On You

Who you are,
depends on you.

What you stand for,
depends on you.

Who you become,
depends on you.

What you answer to,
depends on you.

How you live your life,
depends on you.

When you smile,
IT depends on you.

Your life is your own,
Live it the way you see fit.

(Someone is always going to have an opinion)

Simplify Your Life

Live a good life,
Hold your head high,
Fight the good fight
Things will get better with time
Always with time, hang in there
As you adopt a simpler lifestyle,
Purge your mind
Toss all the artificial flavors and toppings into the garbage
it’s dump

Effortless Day

I lit my entire existence on fire today,
cleansed my soul with a bit of laughter
It was an effortless day
I laughed and felt like a kid; it was fun,
Priceless and refreshing
I had to wipe that frown off my face today
I didn’t want to go another day
dragging the world on my shoulders
when it’s not even my cross to bear

Different Is Good

I’m great at being me
and you’re great at being you
That is what’s so special about me
and that is what’s so special about you.
There’s nothing wrong with me
and there’s nothing wrong with you.
I’m different in my own way
and so are you.

Facing The Light

My thoughts are no longer
dark and haunted by my past
as it was so many haunting moons ago

I used to live in a dark room;
there was no light there,
yet I still felt safe enough
And accepted other people’s failures as my own

the ones who could help me didn’t know how,
and the ones who did didn’t try

My emotions fueled my existence
I would wear my heart on my sleeves
Too scared to break free
from other people’s opinions of me
I became their prisoner