Your Happy Place

When I breathe words I don’t mean.

My body overrules my intentions.

Swinging back and forth,

Like a child on a tire swing.

I want our hearts to be happy,

But my heart is selfish.

I don’t think I’ve ever spoke or publicised anything of my own thoughts. I love the concept of writing a blog, you really put yourself out there for anyone to see. I wasn’t a strong student, I am not a strong writer either. It’s a little terrifying pushing that publish button, then it’s out there. Spelling mistakes, grammar mistakes and poor topic subjects. It’s all out there, it doesn’t matter if you correct it later. It could be the first impression someone has of you or the last impression you make on someone. A million people could be reading your words or no one at all. Thank you to anyone who has read any of my posts, thank you for taking the time out of your day to read my thoughts. I’d also like to shout out to my beautiful man Curtis for putting up with every single one of my never-ending ideas and their outcomes!