It has been a long, long time
Since your smile was true
You put on a strong front
And shelve the sadness you live through
Each day when you wake up
You secretly dread the human race
But you shower and do your makeup
And put on your best happy face
You drive into the office parking lot
Dreading another stressful day
But you greet everyone who is present
With the optimism you portray
You try your best to come alive
Despite your struggling will to survive
You smile and say "Good Morning"
And hide the heartache you feel inside
A line of your staff members
Join at your office door
Advising you of the problems
That you cannot ignore
A payment incorrectly posted
A letter that raises concern
An email from someone angry
A lesson truly learned
Another day of constant sacrifice
What have you become
Someone you no longer recognize
A girl who forgot that life was fun
Successful in some ways
For things you have touched has turned to gold
But failing at what is most important
Is that you no longer feel as if you are whole
A Diva and a Depressant
A constant roller coaster
Proud of your accomplishments
And all the weight you have shouldered
Even though your days are complicated
You really are quite strong
Not many could walk in your shoes
And maintain the strength to carry on
You are used to this lifestyle
That you have made your own
The sadness of this story
Is that you do it all alone
A full time business owner
With two full time jobs to do
Not including permanent motherhood
Or taking time to take care of you
When you need support from him
He batters up your pride
He tells you that you mismanage
And it tears you up inside
He compares his job to yours
He says his services are divine
Because he is good at what he does
It requires no overtime
He is not supportive
Of the many hats you wear
But from where you are standing
Deep down you know is not there
Two hearts that joined as one
Could not be anymore divided
He does his best to hurt you
He is jealous and undecided
Why would you take abuse
From a man who could not compete
Someone who spends most of his time
Defending his own warped belief
Rebellious of your success
Not wishing on the same shining star
Even though you are not perfect
You still believe in who you are
A strong, independent lady
But still much a little girl
Longing to be loved
And supported in this world
But you know you need not anyone
To condone your success
You only need help from above
To compliment your happiness
You have grown accustomed
To being your biggest fan
Living with a broken wing
But still taking your own stand
T***** This is a long poem. But it is a poem that I wrote to myself.........................
