Rose Colored Glasses
If things could be the way
I always dreamed they would be
then things would be a prettier shade of pink
through these rose colored glasses I am forced to wear.
My life wouldn't be such a mess
and I wouldn't live in constant fear.
If things could be the way
I always dreamed they would be
Black and white wouldn't seem so gray
and maybe I would want to live today.
But these rose colored glasses are blinding me,
making me see more than what's really there.
They make me want to stay in bed
not live today
or any other one.
Making me believe all dreams really do come true.
So maybe I'll take off my rose colored glasses,
just for a while.
So I can see what the world is really like.
Maybe then I can decide
if I really hate myself
or if I can go on living for a while.
I always dreamed they would be
then things would be a prettier shade of pink
through these rose colored glasses I am forced to wear.
My life wouldn't be such a mess
and I wouldn't live in constant fear.
If things could be the way
I always dreamed they would be
Black and white wouldn't seem so gray
and maybe I would want to live today.
But these rose colored glasses are blinding me,
making me see more than what's really there.
They make me want to stay in bed
not live today
or any other one.
Making me believe all dreams really do come true.
So maybe I'll take off my rose colored glasses,
just for a while.
So I can see what the world is really like.
Maybe then I can decide
if I really hate myself
or if I can go on living for a while.
posted by mistic_mommy at 1:30 PM
3 Comments:
just browsing through... enjoy your blog...
i just read that the ultimate act of faith is to accept yourself for exactly who you are right now... because God loves you & has forgiven all your faults & errors and has a plan for you inspite of your inperfections... (the raggamuffin gospel)...
wow, to see myself as god does, as beloved imperfection... this may be what you will see without those rose colored glasses... SW
wow thanks for that comment... I really should finish reading the raggamuffin gospel... I started it ages ago...
sometimes admiting that you hate yourself is the begining of a long process of healing. coming to terms with why you hate yourself and then finding a way to forgive yourself for all the the things that God has already forgiven you for... yeah.. that's why i'm in counseling. one of the many reasons. If you mean it. then do it. If you hate you.. then find out why. try not to be so hard on yourself to be perfect, but instead try to be healthy, whole and loving.
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