Judged for being

Judged for being

A Poem by porkchops

They say that to live life is life not alone,

your dreams must open for another to share

you must plan and build a future with an open heart,

to compromise and understand the dreams of another,

success is valued by offspring you produce,

to continue the growth of the future tree.

 

But what I say about a life just for me!

(is it selfish to deny my own dreams)

 

Why do I need to be seen in such light,

to be congratulated and cheered for another's delight,

when to compromise is defeat of my own ideal, 

to allow to be shackled from my own lost dream.. 


But a life of servitude is no life for me!

(is it selfish to deny my own dreams)

 

At a pinch in time I may choose to spread my wings,

to fly afar but with no need to justify....


For those who choose a life not alone is not wrong for them,

if thats the path they choose, I wish good luck to them.


But life for me is freedom,

its for me to break off the chains,

to walk a path alone or with a choice to share,

but share on my own terms with out forced belief,

a belief that brings peace to others,

but as for me, I just loose sleep...

© 2012 porkchops


Author's Note

porkchops
prior to meeting my partner I was a very solitary person, I love to travel and would often be backpacking abroad. My friends and family would often encourage me to settle down and form a relationship, but for me I thought there would never be that one person to allow me my freedom... however I did and have two wonderful children and we all share this ideal... I also sleep a lot better

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porkchops

Telford, Shropshire, United Kingdom



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