I don't know. It doesn't matter anymore. Growth has replaced emptiness and now I'm free to blossom. Isn't that what really matters? The now?
and the fact that something good came out of a seemingly bad situation?
Maybe it should matter, because god knows how many people there are out there that tell me it does, but it doesn't. Not with me. And if I said it did then I'd be lying. My actions that result from that thought would be a lie too.
This is what makes me me and not you and I'm pretty happy about that.
I'm not weak... Maybe I'm just stronger then most.
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