Stop Telling Me What To Do
Seriously... start by looking within you
She felt caged and torn
This was beyond a location to live and being warm
They were trying to control her in a spot she didn't want to be
What would it take for her to finally be free
Look, she was grateful but so, so tired
This game of "all about me" was not how she was wired
Wanting a sense of independence and doing as she pleased
As a forty-something-year-old, that should be a life of ease
Not in her current world, not in this space
Oh, the things she would do to not feel so out of place
Today is a powerful one where your words and thoughts matter
Praying and longing for a life that doesn't require her heart to shatter
Regardless of tomorrow, she is stuck today
Only it's not a movie, it's her entire life that is in play
So wish me luck as I attempt to take back what is mine
"Don't tell me what to do... I am doing just fine!"
About the Creator
Crystal Rae
My heart bleeds black and white for you to read like an open book... so don't be shy... take a look!
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