Friday, September 8, 2017

searching for daylight

I wish to feel light.
all through the night.

then I remember my weight.
and I don't feel right.

if only I could fight.
but my future has never looked bright.

I wish I wouldn't be stuck in fright.
then I could take on flight.

and I wouldn't need a knight.
that would be a beautiful sight.

I'm sick of being polite.
no one understands me unless I write.

now my lip I must bite.
if I'm to be alright.

I no longer need to fear the spotlight.
because in my hands I hold the might.

sometimes history I'd like to rewrite.
but that wouldn't bring me here tonight.

I don't care if ready I'm not quite.
I must I shall I will be alright.

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