My history tells me my life is no lie. It is my truth, preached to you in tune and in rhyme; With no time on my hands for a master plan. Just a laugh and a quick shake of the hand.
The good will out, I have no doubt, But my lack of faith in myself will always keep me down. I drag myself up to let my feelings out, But still I suffer in silence wearing this thorny crown.
Life is not about the destination, Itβs about the journey we take to get there. My life has been a rocky road that began with such anticipation; Only now do I see the darkness that surrounds meβ¦I no longer care.
Life is a river that constantly flows, As poetry flows from within our souls. I write what I feel, because it feels right to tell you of my thoughts; But to feel anything else is a struggle, so I shall write no more.