. Trying To Piece It Together 3 Poem by Angie M..

The thing is, I wasn't raised in a good Christian home. Ive had life experiences most people could never emphasize with. I speak my truth and its not traditionally soft. Im working on that. Part of my anger is how my voice is attacked when it is worded kind but truthful. Everything I say is my truthful moment though changes with reflecting. My silence isnt success, its just loneliness. So when guard doggy attacks to give order or direction, to pair or condition, to challenge me...its sometimes fitting and sometimes it is not. I understand you need a voice as well, so I take from it the gratitude when able and correct myself where I can I am well aware of thinking positive and most of my time I do, but it should be safe to voice my frustration and confusion too. The only difference is that I do not have control on this outcome. I am in a place of compliance. Maybe you say I do, its all on my behavior. That, I have pain in.