I poured my heart, emotion, soul and tears. I thought there was true connection and understanding. What I got in return was more of the same. In the end, it's all the same. What have I learned? I still can't go elsewhere for anything. I am my own creation, my own person and no one can really help me but me. The romantic in me wants more. The pragmatic in me sees the truth. I'm mad at the Pragmatic, but I'm annoyed and ashamed of the Romantic as well. What's a girl to do?
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