Month: May 2023

Ovals To Circles

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I spent a good chunk of time

trying to turn an oval into a circle.

It was close enough, but not quite the perfect fit.

Still, I tried to force it to be a circle.

Even though deep down I knew the difference.

I tirelessly worked to get the oval

to resemble a circle the best I could.

It was like having an empty circle puzzle piece,

but I was trying to jam that oval piece in its place.

No matter what angle I turned or flipped it,

I knew it would never fit.

I had to accept that it was an oval all along.

Lesson learned: No matter how hard you try –

You can’t force things into being something they’re not.

Stop trying to turn ovals into circles.

False Mirrors

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You claimed to be my mirror –

forced me to see who I “really am.”

You pointed out my flaws,

all of my shortcomings,

and anything that you didn’t like.

Nothing about me ever got passed you, did it?

But your mirror is fogged –

clouded by your false judgements of me.

You forced the mirror to my face,

and screamed at me to see myself the way you do.

But I don’t. I won’t. And I never will.

For I know my heart is as pure as they come.

Now I know, the mirror you were forcing onto me,

is really just a reflection of yourself.

Fuck your false mirrors.

I can see myself clearly now.

Caterpillar Era

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I’ve always been intrigued by the caterpillar.

What a beautiful part of nature –

to see a living thing transform from 1 thing to another.

But the caterpillar literally has to die

before it can turn into a butterfly.

And nobody thinks twice about the process.

In fact, the rest of nature expects it.

Nobody wonders if the caterpillar was ready.

Nobody mourns the creature that it once was.

Nobody questions the evolution of the caterpillar.

Everybody just celebrates the end result –

when a beautiful butterfly emerges from the cocoon.

But I’m more intrigued by the metamorphosis –

the caterpillar doesn’t question the process.

It doesn’t try to resist its evolution,

or question what will happen in the end.

They go with their natural clock.

Unaware that with time, isolation, and fate,

it will evolve into something else entirely.

Daydreamz

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When I was little, I would dream of the day I found my person.

The person that knows me better than I know myself.

The person that loves me regardless of my shortcomings.

The person that would be there for me through the good and bad.

The person that would accept me for me, flaws and all.

The person that would essentially complete me.

Can you believe that? Me – a hopeless romantic.

But she’s shelled with insecurities and past traumas,

making it hard for her to open up easily.

But nonetheless, a romantic through and through.

All my life I’ve dreamt of the perfect man to do life with.

And though I know I still want all of that in a partner, the desire has shifted.

Shifted to make sure I’m all of those things for myself.

I know myself better than anyone else.

I love myself regardless of my shortcomings.

I am confident in my choices, and can be my own peace when times get hard.

I accept all parts of me, flaws and all.

I complete myself.

Can you believe that? Me – still a hopeless romantic.

I am becoming everything I’ve ever dreamed of.

Yes, I’ve Changed

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“You’ve changed.”

I know, and I’m glad.

What a shame it would be to remain the same.

To some, my growth can be seen as negative,

but I beg to differ.

The adjustments I’m making is growth.

The change you see is healing.

The difference in my mood is peace.

And I wear all of them well.

My progress is only offensive to those

who refuse to grow with me.

Now, I force nothing.

You call it a shame,

I call it an internal evolution.

You say I’ve changed,

and I say, “Thank you.”