Standing on my own two feet

I wanted to be a whole person, I wanted to be able to stand on my own two feet, I wanted him to be proud of me ........ When I told him off my accomplishments, I wanted him to open up his arms too me, and tell me how proud he is of me, yet I have fallen, and I am ashamed.  He deserve someone far better than me ..... someone who has it all, not someone struggling to be.....

I am proud, too proud, that is something nobody has been able to take away from me..........

I’ve limped through life

for far too long

been hobbling 

and wobbling

under a heart that wasn’t strong. 

Though we all stand straight

before others’ eyes, 

there’s always some weight

that is holding you down, 

always some twist of fate

thrashing you around. 

My steps haven’t always been sure

sometimes I’ve tripped

I’ve slipped

my shoes couldn’t grip

and life would throw me 

to the pavement. 

Such a sting

when your heart makes

such a thud

to hear your bones break….

Life really makes it hard to walk sometimes

sometimes we hit a wall

sometimes we don’t make it to the end

sometimes we trip and fall

but when we’ve got it made

is when we hit the ground

and we jump back up and realize

that everyone falls down. 

We can’t always stand on our own two feet

sometimes life can have us beat

but I promise I’ll always get right back up

I’ll never get enough. 

There’s a valuable piece of knowledge 

that we should keep in mind, 

we should learn from when we take the fall

so we can stand on our own next time. 

So now I’m on my own two feet

and I’ll probably fall eventually

but now I know that when life knocks me down

nothing can stop me

if I just get back to my own two feet.