Ever wake up and realize that some of the people you've known your whole life really and truly know nothing about you?
Some of them do. Some of them get it.
And some of them think you're somebody else.
It's not that they don't care. It's that they don't care to pay attention. What you do isn't as important as some of what the others do, so you can take the backseat and just be grateful they let you in the car for once and didn't make you walk.
And what you do--everything you do--will probably never be good enough for them. Not when compared. Not when contrasted to all the wonderful things they can do.
You'll never be good enough. Never...
Ever wake up and realize that you stopped caring about being good enough for them? That you're ready to move on with your life, to bigger and better people and things? That everything they've ever told you has been twisted, convoluted, and ridiculous? That you're more important than they make you feel?
I think I just did.
And I don't think I'm going to ever let them walk on me again.
15 years ago
1 comment:
Hallelujah indeed. Sometimes I think I won't ever stop meeting people like you've described. I guess there's always going to be one of those, but we've just gotta rise above it.
Sadly, its easier said than done.
I'm happy you realized not to give a dang about it. Now I've just gotta do the same...
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