by Aubrey Oct 23, 2007
category :
Miscellaneous /
Misc. poems
I'm looking for an opening in this life that I have grown to know. I feel like a weak child nothing to do. I do what they say, && smile in front of them. I do not show my true self. For that is an evident thing that I shall not show of myself. I must not let anyone in for that will give the room to hurt me in a way I do not want to be hurt in. I want to be free && sail anywhere above the clouds and not hear the words which fortell me I want to be free. Free to be me. |
ThatS a finE writinG..... freE froM blamE... |