Who Knows
Will I ever find someone?
Someone that truly cares about me?
And will be by my side no matter what I do or someone else does?
People come and go.
Sometimes they come, then leave, then come back.
Other times they leave and never come back.
But the thing is, I don’t blame all of the people who have left.
And it’s not my fault.
It’s theirs yet I don’t blame them for leaving.
Why do I not blame them?
Because no one is perfect.
Especially not me.
I’m not anywhere near perfect.
I look in the mirror and haha, I laugh at myself.
I laugh right before the tears kick in.
Right before the pain kicks in.
Right before the realization of how imperfect I am kicks in.
Nah, I don’t care when someone says I’m ugly.
It’s because they’re true.
Will I admit that they are.
Not to their face, hell no.
I have to stand tall before I break.
Sometimes I think they are just jealous.
And they might be.
I highly doubt it but, who knows?
So will I find someone?
Maybe.
But who knows…