Shortened by your own expectations
to a son, whose a workhorse.
who's under the shade of others,
ill and hidden under the rocks.
Under dog they say
does not brag any stellar milestone he's been in,
giving all the drastic efforts
but still gray and merely unseen.
Questioned himself
when he learned the term "black sheep"
Child in the heart, strong,
operates at his own risks.
of epic proportions and stars
he sees but only to himself,
hidden angst and questions to his own blood,
kept in the inner skirts of his chest.
A son, whose emerging,
underrated with his dreams.
a follower of the art
waiting until dawn, forever it seems.
May 17, 2013
May 17, 2013 at 6:04 AM UTC
Shortened by your own expectations
to a son, whose a workhorse.
who's under the shade of others,
ill and hidden under the rocks.
Under dog they say
does not brag any stellar milestone he's been in,
giving all the drastic efforts
but still gray and merely unseen.
Questioned himself
when he learned the term "black sheep"
Child in the heart, strong,
operates at his own risks.
of epic proportions and stars
he sees but only to himself,
hidden angst and questions to his own blood,
kept in the inner skirts of his chest.
A son, whose emerging,
underrated with his dreams.
a follower of the art
waiting until dawn, forever it seems.
-_-
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