Unable to read your mind
I am no longer consumed with trying to be who you defined me to be
HE created me in HIS image
Not to suit your insecure limitations
Absolutely vivacious
Exuberantly enjoying my life
We were envisioned to be sociable entities
Yet alone I seemingly always end up being
Unable to mold into the brainless enigmas that consume social media
I am a formidable presence that shines forth discrepancies in your mundane infatuations
Many common denominators can be found in your design
Unfortunately my mind steps outside of those stagnant lines
First day of spring
New ideals have sprung
Messages from all forms of communication
Convicting hauntings of what use to be
Awaiting the blossoms of the seeds planted
Disappointed by the harvest
Teary eyed the reasoning becomes clear
The expectations I have transcends the demands of other women
Old fashioned ideals of being courted, swept off of my feet, romantic spontaneous dates
Seem to be a labyrinth in this day and time
All I can surmise is that it’s not meant to be
It should not be this complicated, really
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