Caught b/w a boss and a hard luck story. Can we change? Can they? Read more here. |
Changed: A letter to a pessimist I am not who I was yesterday. How can you say she is still who she was before rehab, before finding God, before support, pride, and self-respect, before she was needed by other women to help them climb out of the pit? How can you say she won’t make it? How can you look through your bifocals and not see this woman's potential? How can you berate me for seeing all sides of her story, being naive for thinking she has a chance? Aren’t you, at times, effective and at other times useless? Aren’t we all? Who would we be if raised differently, without a decent parent, with one too many tragedies in our past, without another set of hands to help with the kids, with parents too wrapped up in their lives to give a damn, or one parent without a second paycheck in the household till? If we can't understand this, who will? I mean, what do we really gain by withholding our support? What do you gain for your pessimism? Does her failure make you taller? Does mine? I hope not. I'd like to believe even you can change. SWPoet This poem is dedicated to those who are trying, those who fail and try again, and for the rest of us who are rooting for you. Just remember, a pessimist is just one more person trying to change, but just too afraid of uncertainty to believe it can really happen. Lets show them. |