maelynslavik

There are many moments

Where I don’t feel 

Deserving

Of the attention

Today I’m reminding myself

Of how far I’ve come,

All the years I’ve spent

Living in pain

Home is where you dream. Where your ideas come to life. A rhythm of thoughts making themselves known, untangled. 

You may criticize 

With your finger pointing at me

But you do not rule my life

Does my confidence bother you?

You cannot stand to be wrong 

You demand attention and validation

I promise you I care

This I know for sure.

I promise you I’m here

Just maybe not to stay.

I promise you I’m fine

Just in my own way.

I promise you I’m trying

I swear I always have been.

To be chosen. 
 

That's all I wish for — to be someone's first choice. 

I watch from afar, lost in a sea of the bittersweet feeling 

As others are always chosen first, but never me,