Being Twenty Two
I have only been here 22 years. I see more than the average eye. I have been through more than the typical. I have felt more than I have known possible. I learn every day. I learn about friendships. That you can count the real ones on one hand. I have learnt about faith, it has allowed me to continue believing. I have learnt about pain. I do not feel it right now, so I know it goes away. I understand peoples interactions with others is a direct reflection of who they are. The man who yells at the waiter for the overcooked meat will never understand gratefulness, someone i pray for. I have learnt counting to ten only makes me madder. Instead, I have learnt to walk away, knowing ive now opened the door for something better to come into my life. I have learnt that your love is measured by the amount of pain you feel during heartache. I have learnt that smiling doesn’t always mean you’re happy, the way tears do not always mean you’re sad. I have learnt it is okay to shrug your shoulders, you’re not expected to always have the answer or to always know where you’re going. I have learnt by taking a deep breathe you are blessed enough to be on this earth, so live as though the only thing that will keep you alive is by doing everything you love. I know I am young, but I refuse to be what is expected at my age. I know by just being me, that in itself will take me to where I need to be.