the first poem Ive written in years.... When you’re strong, so many don’t understand Perhaps if I were weak Or a damsel in distress Or or-so-fragile and cute in a short dress Or demure and begging in my own way Or a dramatic hot mess…under stress..go to press…film at 11 Do I want pity? Do I want that look in the eye? That says “Oh my, I’m so sorry.” No, I cannot lie They say Hey, its you, you always make it through Well, if you only knew. Perhaps I should be more religious Wear my God on my sleeve Or have Her tattooed on me if you know what I mean But my God is private, only she understands I stand alone, I stand strong My quiet moments, they are all my own I just need a smile, a thought and a hug Because without my friends My life is just naught I guess it doesn’t matter Because to cave to FEAR My life will just shatter And I give in to the mirror So I stand tall, true, silent and all That is my fault I’m quiet…that’s all. I walk on, out of town, out of state, I walk past all the laughs and the hate I dont care what you say about me now Because the ones I care most...are with me now. I look forward, not backward in this game of life I look for the meanings given in strife Is there a message in all this pain Is there hope in the losses for gain I can only say yes Fake it til I make it and not be depressed dont look to me for answers My questions I still ask Should I be loud, proud, colorful and gaudy I cannot, I apologize, my life is not hauty. Im sorry, but Im still adapting to this scene on the screen When life is on call, for you all, its surreal with a feel you cant see So bear with me while I shed my skin like a snake Its all quid pro quo...give with take
Posted on: Fri, 18 Apr 2014 22:11:32 +0000
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