The finding of one’s self

Where do I belong?
The rhetorical question I asked all my life from state to state and school to school.
Jobs to jobs the indefinite path of my life the more I planned the more it became disorganized and harder the tasked became to accomplish.
A bias statement had me questioning whether I have given up despite the hurt I had made it through. I’ve been judge and sized up to see if I was the right fit for their son only too fall short of their judgement as if I’m not worthy or do not amount up to the value that they set their son at.
Or was it stating that I made it too far to just give up or even settle for acceptance I’m stronger than what I can see more valuable than ones eyes can see

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