Something for nothing…


Being misunderstood is probably one of the hardest things I deal with on a daily basis.  It’s frustrating to be in this beautiful position of knowing myself and loving who I am, when there are people who misinterpret my actions and misjudge my character.  I’m a smart cookie and I get that NOT EVERYONE will understand me.  I am logical.  I know these things.  No amount of knowledge can take away the pain that comes with being misjudged, especially when people use it to hurt me. 

My heart has moved from my sleeve to the floor.  I’ll pick it up.  I’ll wash it off.  I’ll place it back on my sleeve.  You have given me fuel.  When I don’t feel like training, I’ll hear your words. 

We’ll see how serious I am.

You don’t even know, do you?

The tragic ending to this story is, you don’t really know me or my heart.  It’s bigger than you’ll ever be.  My heart is big enough for the world…and yours is small. 

There’s a special place in the world for people like me.  And it’s not anywhere near you.

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