My Shelf
by Alienhippy
For all my 40 years, I’ve done what I’ve been told
I’ve bent myself for others, my personage was sold
I’ve never questioned why, no-one did those things for me
I never took the time to step back, look and see
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But on my 40th Birthday, when I didn’t receive a card
I looked down at the cards I had and the reality was hard
The loving wishes I’d been sent, were from the ones who cared
The ones who call when I am ill and hold my hand when scared
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So I put my life on the top shelf
The one you need a ladder to reach
So I’d only climb and get what’s mine
As my heart begins to teach
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It has been one long journey to deliver me at this station
As I’ve been twisted inside-out and tortured with frustration
I didn’t see, the simplicity, of being me, would set me free.
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This poem was written in 2009
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I think this poem describes how you must feel very well. It is funny how we all conform and then realise that the person we hide “Ourselves” is the one we should be. I’m myself now but it hasn’t always been the case, when I was younger. Love you xxxx
Love you too Auntie Linda. xxx 🙂
Lovely words Lisa 😀 – you have to make time for yourself because you ARE important and ARE worthy of love, attention and friendship.
Chloe xx
Love you Chloe, I’m so glad we have “met” and are now friends. xxx 🙂 {{{munch}}}
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