A Part Of Me

My blunt, rude side

That hates the world for everything that's happened to me

That screams out curses

And won't ever give anyone a chance to say anything

My hurt, burnt side

That weeps any time my thoughts wonder at all

That calls out save me

And pushes away any time someone might be there

My doubtful sarcastic side

That dwells on thoughts of thing I don't and won't ever have

That laughs at happiness

And thinks of love and friendship as a cruel joke

Even so, those are only small parts of me

And I love the world

Even so, I have the power to let go

And I am happy

Even so, these are parts of me

And I accept them