I am outgoing. I force myself to be. That's what people want. The jokester. The funny man. I step up to the plate of entertainment when no one else will. I know how to fill that "awkward" silence. I know what it's like to be the one that wants the attention and I know what it's like to want the attention taken away from myself. I am scared and I am capable of giving others reason to not be.
I am shy and introverted. Silence is not "awkward" to me. I could sit for hours in front of you without saying a word. I love to listen to you, your life, and your heart. I know what it is to want love so bad that death would seem better a solution than this waiting in this life. I know what it is to want to be listened to and compassioned for.
I am one thing on the outside and I am one thing on the inside. I am real.
I hope I am a "love thumper" and I hope that I thump you with love as much as I can.
I am a "little king" with emphasis on "little". I am DeWalt. I am a tool. I am something used. I am the "second chance" friend-- the one needed when no one else is there to be a friend. I am okay with that. I am passionate about opening your heart beyond your control rather than making myself great, acknowledged, or popular. I am sick. I am lazy. I am an American. I am greedy. I am a constant reminder to myself of all those who are dying in their hearts. I am not perfect. I am a loner. I am all together. I am not quite there. I am poor. I am rich. I am dirt. I am nothing. I am the epitome of potential and mediocre.
I know a lot less than most books teach but I know a lot more than you may know about yourself. I am wise, but not applicable or articulate. I am crazy, confused, and confusing. I am okay with that.
I am dark gray, because you can't be seen in order to sneak up on life and love. What does that mean? Only me and God know, that is unless you get to know me or God tells you, whichever comes first.
Shalom.
I hope I am a "love thumper" and I hope that I thump you with love as much as I can.
I am a "little king" with emphasis on "little". I am DeWalt. I am a tool. I am something used. I am the "second chance" friend-- the one needed when no one else is there to be a friend. I am okay with that. I am passionate about opening your heart beyond your control rather than making myself great, acknowledged, or popular. I am sick. I am lazy. I am an American. I am greedy. I am a constant reminder to myself of all those who are dying in their hearts. I am not perfect. I am a loner. I am all together. I am not quite there. I am poor. I am rich. I am dirt. I am nothing. I am the epitome of potential and mediocre.
I know a lot less than most books teach but I know a lot more than you may know about yourself. I am wise, but not applicable or articulate. I am crazy, confused, and confusing. I am okay with that.
I am dark gray, because you can't be seen in order to sneak up on life and love. What does that mean? Only me and God know, that is unless you get to know me or God tells you, whichever comes first.
Shalom.
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