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Bull In A China Shop

breaking the glass

By samantha mentor Published 3 years ago 2 min read

They claim to want the best for you, and that they want success for you

But only in the way that have deemed is best for you

They say they want you to rise but hope that you fall

So, they can pick you up dust you off and claim credit for it all

They work themselves to the bone to give you and easy life

But resent you as you live carefree without strife

Like why are you living without the struggle they tried to save you from

They’re not on your side it's one for all but not all for one

You wish no one ill will you want everyone to make it

But when they see you about to win their spirit can’t take it

They would rather drag you down then to see you rise without them

You’re going to reach the top regardless not because of but despite them

They’re your family your friends your coworkers your “people”

But they don’t think the same as you do, you’re unique and they are sheeple

They want you to do it their way even though it isn’t working

Misery loves company and your people are hurting

You’re a free spirit, and they can’t bear it because theirs is in a cage

but their story is unwritten they simply have to turn the page

or a new leaf and break away from what they were taught

but they’re too scared to do so they are feeling distraught

they want to do what you are doing but what’s stopping them is ego

they only know the old you, all they think is what does she know?

Herself her worth her path her purpose,

That what doesn’t bring you joy in this life is worthless

You’re not driven by the money or worldly possession

Take out a notepad class is in session

If you want to live the life you’ve always wanted to live

The price is your old life it's what you must give

You place in this world is everywhere you feel drawn to

You change every day the past you is gone boo

They want to figure you out and put you in a box

But they can’t seem to do it you’re fort freaking Knox

You’re not just one thing you have so many dreams

What meets the eye is not always what it seems

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About the Creator

samantha mentor

I couldn't write a single paper in school. It wasn't until i started journaling and using writing as an outlet that I've so enjoyed working through my shit under the guise of a character and Thanks for being on that journey with me ya'll

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