
I guess my life was average
Faint heartedly I tried
Empty promises that I gave
In return for some kind lies
The road was bumpy
Sometimes curved
Dusty, open wide
Courage seemed an enemy
Fragile, petite, beguiled
I turned the tables on myself
I grasped the futures call
I changed into the zealous one
The strongest of them all
No more the scared and lonely one
That sat alone and sighed
Instead the brave and wanting bird
Set loose, free to fly
I sit reflecting now and then
Resonant
The screen plays of my life
I opened the closet of my fears
And released the ghosts inside
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