I am afraid I am running out of feet to put in my mouth.
I fear I continue to put my job on the line
I mean, one can hardly communicate or speak with two feet in one’s mouth…might be considered rude, to say the least
Perhaps tis the reason my head has been pounding these last couple of days
Or the reason I am unable to sleep at night
How, pray tell, does one find the balance, or the courage to move on
When all reason for doing so is gone?
Sometimes it’s scary knowing things…
Especially when you know things about other people that they do not know.
Or worse, especially when you know things they don’t want you to know.
Whatever happened to the purity of thought?
Whatever happened to trust?
Does anyone really know the meaning of the word ‘friend’?
Do we realize we have no right to be a friend if you are not willing to play the part?
A true friend gives of themselves, wholly and unconditionally
A true friend doesn’t ask why…somehow they already know.
A true friend isn’t afraid to tell you the truth, even though they know it could hurt you.
However, a true friend will know the truth is not meant to hurt, but to heal.
And sometimes healing hurts…
Why pretend?
Why?
It only takes perception and discernment to tell when you have been taken for a ride.
