Rejection

Not everyone is accepted in this world. Some people are often turned down rather it be losing a job, experiencing a breakup or not being valued for your artwork, or your family not accepting your true passion. I'm shattered like glass, lost in this fashion.

Certainly, not as together she used to be because she has experienced rejection but, somehow more complete. The feeling that you have succeeded in losing, however in my eyes she was not a failure. Then she had her girl magic and was softer from all the storms and not as nearly as reckless with her heart. Nothing could tear her apart. Finally, she was unapologetic in all her tarnished glory. Set me up for rejection. I thought I was your exception. All I was looking for was affection. Now I stand lost in a sea of reflection. In the mirror, I face the battles I’ve run. It’s like a black cloud is over my head Always finding a quick fix for immediate gratification instead of thinking serious consequences. This is why I need therapy because of how you judge me of being mentally unstable. Now, I can’t find the right direction. I hate to have to choose.

And the time has come for me to see the outcome of all this pain I’ve caused. The damage cannot be reversed. Every scar tells a story. Haunted by mistakes that cannot be undone. Fear that leaves you blind. Searching for solace in a love that’s overrun. Sometimes I tend to put up walls and shutdown when something goes wrong. I try to forget what I feel inside but I cant seem to face the truth. I'm drowning in silence, a whisper of lost youth.

Before I was a fool but, I was not born yesterday it’s time to show what dreams prove. If at first you don’t succeed, pick yourself up and try again. I know you don’t believe but it’s too soon to give up. You have to stand up to fight for yourself and see that life is worth it. Don’t let nobody tell you everything.

The echoes of regret cling tight, I can’t admit. If you just believe there’s a better way, not every dream is counterfeit. We all live in a world where we are judged like a book cover but, there’s more to us deep down. I am tired of being dragged down. It’s a heavy weight. The road is narrow but theres no way we can drown. We are the ones that have to learn to make it through another day after being burned. We will make it in the real world because fragments of love are scattered. I hope it’s not too late. Yearning to escape this fate of rejection, I think we can start over. There’s no time to waste. The times of failure we hope to be erased. Wounds will still remain but, let the future be saved.