By I used to run.
My flight game strong.
The urges still ignite inside me I won’t lie.
But my path is too important to keep running.
My heart is too important to keep ignoring its beats.
Thank you, I love you.
I get triggered, ouch, how come it’s ok for her to do that and not for me?
Double standards? Or just holding me to a higher one?
Is this my life? Am I here to make a difference?
Why me?
Why not her?
What do I have that’s so special?
Except I’m not special. No more than the next person.
Following my heart, following the whispers, living through the experiences. That doesn’t make me special. I’m just living.
Fuck, I am living.
Xo S
Shannii Maree - Strong Without Realising 