I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.
j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.
Category: open space
Aren’t we all vulnerable?
Don’t we all, at times anyway, feel the inadequacies that come over the days and years of trying to measure up to expectations; parental, societal, or otherwise?
Even the flaws and frailties, invisible to most, are deeply felt.
Even by those who fail to see.
You can’t but help observe the reactions, even if they are only noticeable to yourself.
Who can you tell, because you should, but who will listen?
Writing it out might help, if only to remind yourself of the experiences and the need to share with someone.
03/17/2024 j.g.l.
Posted on March 14, 2024 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
Who are you?
Where are you?
What are you?
Only you can truly
know your relationship
to this earth and those
people occupying your
time.
How can you know?
Only you can provide
the answers.
Only you can know
who, or what, you have
been or where you need
to go, and why.
Why?
03/12/2024 j.g.l.
