I used to wear my heart on my sleeve
But everyone just watched it bleed
I tried to give them the best of me
Only to see them get up and leave
I used to think the problem was me
That maybe I was never supposed to be
I tried so hard to be good to my family
Although it turns out they never could stand me
So I stopped wearing my heart on my sleeve
And I stopped giving away the best of me
But nothing seemed to set me free
Because all I wanted was to be seen
For someone to really love me
So I can finally feel like I have a family
People that I can show the real me
But maybe what I needed to see
Is that I'm the one who needs to love me
Maybe that's the only way to be set free
To be able to exhale the darkness I breathe
So I'll keep showing love to those around me
And what if others followed my lead
I wonder if maybe that is the key
To love those the way I want them to love me
A poem by JayGee
Just barely missed the end of '23
Happy New Year