Relearning Yourself

 
 Relearning Yourself
 

Relearning Yourself

Thoughts that Run

this late Sunday Afternoon

I couldn't ever understand what I wanted.

Even now... I still don't understand.

But - maybe it's the same with you.

There's always been this sort of disconnect between the world and us. You and I were born and told to live this way and that way: Told what to learn and told what's right and what's wrong. In the end, none of it really made me feel any closer to this world. So I relearned: Relearned to feel. Relearned to live. And - if you're out there too, like me, I hope you're relearning it all as well.

Because I'm not sure what I like and I'm definitely not sure what I love.

But I still try.

I try to think until I can feel myself twist up inside-out until I can't rethink back to the way I was. I try to feel like it's not just my heart in it but everyone else's eyes and souls all looking at what I look at and seeing everything we see and everything we don't.

And through it all, I simply hope I stumble across likes and loves along the way - that make no sense, but

that's okay.

We're relearning. So if they see us falling apart and tell us that we're destroying ourselves - at least we know- even if it's to ourselves - that we recreate ourselves -

One by one - by one.

 


 
 I try to think until I can feel myself twist up inside-out until I can't rethink back to the way I was