I Was Born

This is a piece written by Sanne Burger.

I am so moved by this, that I had to share it.

We are all searching for happiness and meaning.

In order for this to happen, we need to stop trying to live by someone else’s ideas and dreams they have for us. We are unique. We are born to be who we are, and nothing else.

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I can’t stay, mother

I love you, but I wasn’t born to please you

I wasn’t born to make you happy, or give

Your life meaning

I wasn’t born to rot under your wings like

An unhatched egg

I can’t stay, teacher

 I wasn’t born to be put into your boxes

To think along your lines or to memorize

Your facts

I was born to think independently.

 I can’t stay, my love

I wasn’t born to satisfy your needs

To take care of you

Or to hide in your arms

I wasn’t born to make myself smaller

Or to be taken for granted

I can’t stay boss.

I wasn’t born to make money for others

I wasn’t born to follow orders, or

Repeat the same day over and over again

I wasn’t born for boredom.

I can’t stay, master.

I wasn’t born to follow your ideas of what truth

Is, or to live according to your dogmas.

I was born to find my own truth

And make my own rules.

I was born to meet life full on

To get lost on Indian trails

To be seduced by dangerous men

To meet different faces, places and cultures

To run with wolves

To be swept off my feet

To be taken by storm

To be heartbroken

Devastated

Stunned

Shocked

Lost

Thrown into the deep

I was born to get my hands dirty

To get sand in my mouth

Mud on my clothes

Thorns under my feet

I was born to jump into the abyss.

I was born to meet aliens

To do rituals

To be cracked open in ceremony

To go beyond time and space

To welcome magic

To totally loose myself

I was born to feel everything

To taste everything

The bitter taste of sorrow

The foul taste of deceit

The sweet taste of love

I was born to learn how to handle change gracefully

I was born to know the truth

To learn how to fly

I was born to learn how to speak the language of love

How to unchain my heart

How to shed everything

How to let go of all expectations

I was born to learn how it feels to lose everything

Except what really matters

I was born to live a life that would strip away everything that

Wasn’t real

That wasn’t true

That wasn’t me

I am a phoenix

I am born to spread my wings and fly towards the sun

To burn up and turn to ashes

To fall down to earth and rise up again

When I am old,

I will be proud of my scars

My wrinkles

My memories

My stories

My wisdom

My freedom

I was born to be FREE.

Published by The Musings Of an Angry Woman

I'm glad you stopped in to check it out! My purpose in creating this blog, is to give insight into how a positive outlook can overpower a negative life. It all starts with self-respect. I'm angry at myself for wasting so many years on things that weren't important in the end. Forgive yourself for doubting yourself. Work your mind. The mind gives power to the body. My hope is to help someone to believe in themselves again.

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