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[aid] => mick
[title] => Meant to Be
[time] => 2011-06-28 13:45:22
[hometext] => Finding yourself
[bodytext] => Life for me has changed very much, People have come and gone Some things I regret and others I don’t But nothings the same of this I'm sure Growing in time and not in height but in spirit and in mind Though sometimes I feel trapped and my appearance is my curse All those whom I encounter see a little girl who lives a grown up life and wants to mother me though A grown woman I am Are my actions childish and my words not intelligent enough That my age instead of my looks does not show its true identity Am I not seasoned enough Have I not lived a life full of experiences and tears that has left me with scars and lifelong fears. Fears that will never subside and that I must battle with on a day to day It’s a battle that I have with truly finding and knowing who I am What is it about me that is unclear in the sight of those who in my presence stand Am I not what I should be Defining who and what I am or am to be is a journey that I must take though this Journey is a long overdue trip that has not really begun What will I find at the end of this road Will I see what others in me see Is what they see really me or something I pretend to be My fear is never knowing and maybe knowing will never come But I do have knowledge that someone really knows me…Only One Finding oneself really isn’t that difficult, really not at all Looking up to your creator is when all the answers will fall HE the one who knew you before you were formed HE who sees you in your truest and rarest form and knows you better than you know yourself Why do we stay searching for something we may never find Knowing Him who knows all will certainly open the eyes of the Blind One day in his presence I will stand and all my searching will be complete When he calls me by my New name it will be then I will know who I truly am, was and was always meant to be. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 247 [topic] => 19 [informant] => vr2776 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => InspirationalPoems )
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