Written when I was listening to Mr. Author by Dina Rebekka
I am tired maybe a better word would be exhausted…when living in a world full of cliches…when I am getting weary…getting complicated answers…to lifes questions…sometimes the noise makes me crazy…but I’ll write my own narritive…when I ignore the commotion around me…that’s when I find peace…
You’ve tried to wrestle me down…pin me down my whole life…when in reality it was me who had you pinned…I am choosing today…to write my own narritive with this pen you tried to take…trying to hurt me in the dark…when my thoughts were all chaotic…when I didn’t understand completely…
Sometimes enough is enough…you gotta change the trajectory on your own…if you wanted to be a part of my future…why you keep trying to bring me down…with the past mistakes that are constantly on replay within your mind…why can’t we move on…
You had your chance…now I am choosing to write my own narritive…to this beautiful life…the past doesn’t define me…I will be writing my own take on reality from now on…tired of sitting back and watching life pass me by…you had your chance…