Dear Life

Dear Life

By Shaire Blythe 

Friday, June 10, 2016

What should I apologize for?

My love is pure, my heart is golden

Though I'm never for sure, just the way I feel

There's no way you would know

I roll with the punches, adjusting as I please

Holding on for dear life to my core

Giving the me I want to be

No intention to destroy

Found my heart lighter by building

I prefer building

But don't think I have no demons lurking

Been fighting them like a motherfucker

Always fighting them like a motherfucker, while signing a peace treaty 

Guess that's always been me