I laugh into the face of doubt and questioning
As they dare to knock upon my door
As I know all the reasons
They have come here for
Thinking to put what I do in reserve
Doubt thinks I'll give an inch
Dust your shoes off and take a walk
Doubt you've been benched
Questioning I have no use for you
Here in this heart of mine
This that I believe in can't be touched
No power here you'll find
Both of you get back on your path
One that leads elsewhere
I have no need for either of you
You're not welcome here
Apr 4, 2010
Apr 4, 2010 at 5:05 AM UTC
I laugh into the face of doubt and questioning
As they dare to knock upon my door
As I know all the reasons
They have come here for
Thinking to put what I do in reserve
Doubt thinks I'll give an inch
Dust your shoes off and take a walk
Doubt you've been benched
Questioning I have no use for you
Here in this heart of mine
This that I believe in can't be touched
No power here you'll find
Both of you get back on your path
One that leads elsewhere
I have no need for either of you
You're not welcome here
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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