Posted in Life, Poetry, Prose

What Was Right

What was right for her
a topic to be
ignored,
what she did
why she felt obliged to please
her mother, her boyfriend, everyone else
not wanting to disappoint
not wanting to burden others

but the pain remained

What was right for her
being her own worst critic
was never the question
was never the solution

What was right for everyone else
giving the right impression
not wanting to step on toes
not wanting to step out of line

but the pain remained

What was right for her
was not for me to say
I only could recommend
suggest, encourage, listen
I could only try to understand

when the pain was too much
to bear

What was right for her
something slow in realization
difficult to admit
hard to accept

What was right for her….

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Author:

Just an American lost in Denmark. The past few weeks being back in the good old USA. It is like Aliens have taken over my mind, changing it from what I knew to what I know. It might be the heat, or it might be the influence of hearing English 24 hours a day, but whatever the cause, it is only temporary while dealing with this time and space.

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