Monday, January 5, 2015

Done

I fail to realize how one can move on in life without being done with a portion of it.  People don't like it when your done.  They want to sing you that same song with the hopes that you will sing along like it 's all fine and dandy.  People don't like it when you are done.  They want to keep you in a cage or on a leash so that they can pull you out for their own entertainment.  The word, "Done" is one of my favorite words because, it denotes the finality of my involvement with you.  It says to me, that I love myself enough to keep myself from being hurt by you.  It tells me that I won't end up being abused and misused by people who have no other means of survival than your imprisonment.  Sometimes, you have to just get done.  Well, .....................I'm done.

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