How Can
The Same Lesson
Show Up
In So Many Different Forms?
How Many Times
Do I Have To Cry
Knowing To Myself
I'm Telling A Lie
As
The Truth Is
In Plan Sight To see
Chose To Ignore It
Because It Didn't Reflect Back
What I Wanted It To Be
Now It Hurts As I Breathe
As The Truth
Stares Back At Me
Mocking My Tears
As My Eyes Turn Red
From Cries
I Am
No Longer Able
To Keep Within
From Disappointment
I Breathed Into Existence
As To My Life
I Bare Witness
Ask Myself
What Is It
This Time
That I Have Learned
How Can
The Same Lesson
Show Up
In So Many Different Forms?
I've Been Through Enough
To Recognize
What Isn't "True"
Can't Call Something A Lesson
When You Play Your Own Fool
Can't Sugar Coat The Truth
To Your Imagination
You Were Used
In A Magnificent Plot
The Main Character's Your Heart
As Your Conscious
Is On The Side Line Pleading
Knowing Vulnerability
Is Deceiving
It Grew Tired Of Grieving
In My Stubbornness
I Did Not Listen
How Can
The Same Lesson
Show Up
In So Many Different Forms?
An Imperfect Human
Within I Face
What The World Ignores
In Spite Of
Inevitable Pain
I've Grown
To Love Myself
For All, In Which
I Sustain