Defined with skepticism and cynicism
Supposedly only found (not built) by luck
By a culture where change is constant
And values are fleeting
Perfection is the rule
Superficial is the norm
And pain is the exception
I don’t gravitate to one extreme or the other
Choosing Hollywood versus the grapevine
Slowly rising above the noise
Yet still sway on the rickety bridge
Of creating my own story
Born a fighter
With a heart seemingly bigger than my body
I grew with a lot to give
Because of what I’d seen and experienced
Rejection (Acceptance)
Indifference (Compassion)
Ignorance (Understanding)
Instability (Safety)
Trying to be the best I could be
Even when I was bottomed down for it
“How do you love so much, when you seem to be the only one that wants to?”
I don’t have an answer (or one that makes sense)
Perhaps because I sense a kindred spirit
And it grows tiring to always suspect and expect the worst out of someone
The biggest challenge is not the absence of love
But wanting to give it and not know how
I reject cynicism, walls, and negativity
What good will that do?
It provides no motivation for anyone to prove the other wrong
Creating resentment and anger that isn’t necessary
Instead I choose patience
Empathy
And being human
I keep going
Keep living
Keep loving