Reflection

by RB   Apr 26, 2009


My mind is inclined to fall into the state of depression
My heart is constantly stressin tryin to exceed the aggression
That Life has formed in me trying to make an impression
To succeed in this life and follow my dreams
My emotions rule me to the utmost extremes
Like the rise and fall of the deep ocean waves
I'll follow my heart to whatever it craves
A Fighter born a Fighter made
Of course I'm afraid but I'll use my fear in this lifelong crusade
I see so many faces but I feel lost in a masquerade
Singing my heart out waiting for the right serenade
Waiting for the one I can give myself to willingly
Trusting without reverie, openly giving my heart away, passionately
Together we'd powerfully fight the odds methodically
Hand in Hand we'll jump blindly
Into whatever the future bring
Flying wide and high on invisible wings
Living off the wealth of simple little things
My Life My Life I see with such a blur
I understand what I want without knowing for sure
To be rich to be poor
It doesn't matter as long as I mature
Into the woman I am now and will someday be
Me Me Me I will Always be Me
Into my eyes look and see the broken perfection of the minds intricate recollections
Look and see all the deep complexions reflected in my Reflection.

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