My world was a deep cesspool <br />of self hatred. <br /> <br />The irony of it all... the grandiosity <br />those days mimic. <br /> <br />A gilded time that I will look <br />back upon with <br /> <br />care. I see that I did grow <br />despite the stagnant <br /> <br />moments I thought were lucrative. <br />I do not wish <br /> <br />to change those days. I wish to <br />live off of them <br /> <br />as if they were the valued <br />education that <br /> <br />I no longer have to strive for. <br /> <br />Copyright 12-26-2008 ©® Sarah Sisson<br /><br />Sarah Sisson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/self-hatred-5/
