People always seem to get caught up in their outer appearance
Never realizing that the inside is full of so much more brilliance
And if I had a dime for every time somebody believed they were ugly and old
I’d be richer than rich for the lies they’ve believed and been told
© 2019 Michelle Cook
There’s truth to be found
In the most unlikely places
Small hidden kernels
In the most improbable spaces
And to find these concealed realities
Often makes our heads spin
An aha kind of moment
Lets loose from deep within
And it’s sort of freeing
When at last we conceive
All the things we were blind to
The things we wanted to believe
Makes it easier to move on
And let go of the past
To discover new avenues
That may conceivably last
It all starts with intuition
And listening to your gut
For that’s the only way
To determine what is what
© 2018 Michelle Cook
I thought those avenues
Were sound and secure
You had me believing
And damn I was sure
But only a fool believes
In things they can’t actually see
And now I know exactly
What you did to me
Those anchored avenues
Were apparently all for show
The truth came out
And so I let you go
People always ask me
If regrets still exist
But how can a broken heart
Even want to persist
The absence of you
Has only made me stronger
And I’ll never regret
Not wanting you any longer
© 2018 Michelle Cook
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