"Some day I'll be living in a big old city and all you'll ever be is mean." ~Taylor Swift
There really comes a day when you look at some people in your life and all you see is a spirit that you don't quite understand how you were ever their friend. You look at them in the eye and you see something you never really thought possible. But then you realize, you're better than that. You're better than being treated like that. You see people around you fall for those eyes. They just don't see it.
You can't make them see it. You can't make them see the depths of the devil swirling in those irises. Oh, but you know and you can pick yourself up from them, blink and go your own route. You know you'll be happy on your own. You know they won't mean a thing and that, as my mother loves to say, they will get their due.
And they will. I do partly believe in some odd sense of karma. No one is perfect, but those of us with a mean streak lying in our veins stoop to a new level. Sadly, yea you have to watch them go down and you have to watch those dumb enough to fall for those eyes fall down with them. I refuse to be part of it.
I refuse to fall for those eyes and that evil because my life is leading me elsewhere. My God has aided me in seeing the truth of people, that spirit lying beneath the surface, seeing beyond those eyes. Maybe I didn't find out early enough. Maybe I couldn't save some of those that fell for those eyes. But I saved myself and I saved those that will listen and will see it too.
"Some day I'll be big enough so you can't hit me and all you'll ever be is mean."
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