The Only Person I Should Have Listened To

Diorella Manzano
Sep 6, 2018 · 1 min read
Photo by Nicole Mason on Unsplash

For some I was too much

For others, not enough.

Too afraid to bear the loss

I gladly tailored myself

So I could earn their love.

In cutting myself down

I didn’t appreciate what I had lost.

Until one day I realized

How far I’d gotten

From the line once it was crossed.

In the end they didn’t stay

Because I could do nothing right.

Though I gave everything I had,

Nothing could save me

From being pushed aside.

My love was worth nothing

My kindness taken for granted

My heart in all its welcoming acceptance —

All they did was take advantage.

I tried to speak but wouldn’t be heard

They didn’t want to hear me

If they weren’t pleased with my words.

They tried to tell me how I should be

But the only person I should have listened to

Was me.

I Used to be a Miserable F*cK

For anyone who has been in a dark place.

Diorella Manzano

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Certified life coach, lover of books and writing. Words are my paint and the blank page is my canvas. I write about anything that crosses my mind to write.

I Used to be a Miserable F*cK

For anyone who has been in a dark place.

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