Assumptions
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This one I wrote about how I felt people made assumptions about me when I tell them what has happened in my life.
I was told once I treated certain people certain ways to make things happen that I have been part of.
I was shocked!
It made me wonder what others thought when I told them things about me.
My life has been a lifelong search and I didn’t know who I was, so how can others know, in some cases a matter of weeks or months?
Especially someone who only took one fact and then decided themselves what my life was about from it!?
It made me see how some people’s judgements didn’t ring true.
So, this is my journey,,,
This is my discovery,,,
This is me!
Assumptions
People like to make assumptions
about where they think you are
and most
without even finding out.
This I find bizarre!
Those I tell about my life
think I have a pretext;
little do they realise
I’m on the path of what is next.
Next, that is, what is for me;
what’s next for me to find out.
The pieces of my puzzle filled
and removing any doubt
of who, I feel, I really am;
some know this from the start;
and understand I’ve walked along
with a severely broken heart.
Someone who was close to me
Chose their time to go
and from that day
a lot more went,
even me,
I did not know.
I found out things along the way
some this seemed to fill,
there has also been an awful lot
that time seemed to keep still.
I’ve grew up never knowing
about people in my family
and that can have a big effect
on who you seem to be.
Genealogy is important.
It’s great when you find things out.
It can help you fill your jigsaw
when it reveals the facts about
the people who make up you,
showing parts that carve your way,
creating more of the picture
of the things you never knew.
When I started my journey
it’s like I had a world of maps
yet none of them seemed to link up.
There was a lot of gaps.
This may be what people tend to sense
so, they try to fill them for me
by stating what they think they are
and trying to change my path for me.
Then what they seem to do instead
is presume and think they know;
little seeming to realise
I am letting my puzzle grow.
I’m bringing my gaps together.
The picture is becoming clear.
I’m finding out my history
and building my frontier
and yes,
some may still be unknown
but it isn’t in a mess.
It’s actually going really well
until people try to guess
and are actually getting things wrong
because they don’t take the time to see,
to listen,
to hear what I am saying.
How it all just sets me free.
Free from being hidden,
allowing myself to grow.
Who I am from who has walked before
and fulfils my desire to know.
Thank you for reading 💖
