Passion

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic


i used to think my passion was as simple as my personality, 
to make others happy, 
work myself to the bone to see them light up, 
feel fulfilment out of others fulfilment, 
to be alongside broken souls as i clean their wounds,
plasters of makeup to make myself look awake after sleepless nights, 
bold colours to distract from my sea foam coloured soul, 
i wear a dress that looks nice until it doesn’t, 
smile to look happy until i don’t, 
but it has come to my attention;
this passion of mine, 
is a job, 
a duty, 
as simple as the advice i give in an
attempt to hide my own growing pains, 
i used to think my passion was to make 
others happy, 
now i see clearly, 
i was created to make the weak, stronger, 
the broken, fixed,
so that when they find their passion,
they are brave and happy and confident, 
and take the opportunity without second thought, 
and i’ll just be sat waiting, 
for my next client to arrive. 

 


Submitted: October 21, 2020

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