I crave being independent, however I was faced with the fact that
I cant do it alone. It hurts my heart because I thought independent
was a part of being grown.
Some parts of me despise asking for help because I’m strong, I’m a man
I’m supposed to deal with the cards I’m dealt that’s the plan
The universe works in mysterious ways, I can’t count how many times
I’ve prayed for luck, love and favor so I can enjoy this life and savor
the good and the bad the happy and the sad.
I’m learning to let go of being strong on my own
help is there to guide me and not take over, learn all I can from as
many people before you know life is over. I’m still a work in progress.
© 2015 CaesarMarques
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