You met me when I was low
Waited to see how far I’d go Pushed me when I was moving too slow According to You I was broken then Confused and lost Wasn’t my own boss Leaned on others like they were my cross It took me a while But I picked myself up I learned and I grew To trust my inner gut Now I’m back together again I’m healed from the fall But you’re still dumped And that’s not my concern at all Now I’m so high I can’t even see you To think that I used to pray that I’d be you You were one of the lucky ones who got to enjoy me If I wasn’t struggling then you never would have had a chance Cherish the memories of the fun Even remember the times I was dumb You’re lucky you met me Even at my lowest I’m still hot I’m growing and blossoming And you? I wouldn’t be shocked if you’re not But it isn’t my concern, It isn’t my care Because wherever I go I know that I’ll be there I’m fierce like a lion I’m strong, self-reliant You’re lucky I ever graced your life You won the jackpot cuz I was lost in strife But now I’m moving on and thriving And I’m enjoying myself when I’m the one who’s driving
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Latest release: Inner Piece: Decluttering a Soul. Also by Gila: Pandemic Poetry, She Pooped, I'm Pooped!: Motherhood Year One, First Comes Self-Love, Then Comes Marriage, and The Roadmap Ends Here: Entering Adulthood.
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