Old piece of writing I found. I carry around multiple notebooks/ sketchbooks on a daily basis so I can write a poem or draw or simple jot down my thoughts. Enjoy!
Letting My Life Speak
Letting my life speak
Wearing my heart on my sleeve
Not living how others want me to live.
Moving through the motions
With a blank stare
With blank emotions
My eyes are dead
As a puppet on a string.
Breaking down, tears rolling down my cheeks
The decision to be made
Is driving me crazy
I need a break to walk away.
The fire inside me is growing dim
I find the sparks again as
The music plays
I get lost and forget everything.
I am letting my heart whisper guidance
I am letting go
I am living my own life
I am letting my life speak.
PaperDaisyGirl 