GEORGIA
I want a new chapter,
I want to be free.

Of all the negativity,
That’s deep within me.

But they feel like a ball & chain,
Coupled with insecurity,
And I don’t have the key.

I THINK I’M FREE
I start to rejoice,
laughing and skipping.

My song become glee,
no longer a plea.

I dare to smile,
inch by inch.

Then I feel it below me,
starting to pinch.

I stumble, I fall, I cry out in pain.
As the ball reaches out, and knocks me again.

Cement scrapes my knee,
and it does start to bleed.

I try to cover it up,
no one should see!

The good Merry Travelers,
are coming this way.

Oh what will I say?
Don’t wanna ruin their day.

They see me sitting there,
Band-aid on knee,

Whispering amongst themselves,
"Oh my what have we?"

They say "eww what’s her problem,
we musn’t a mess,"

And on they do go,
In their good Sunday best.

I yell quickly after,
"Hey, wait for me! Please do not go."

"I heal really quickly.
Just wait, you’ll see!"

BUT THEY ARE GONE
I get up,
And try again,
And fall again once more.

And each time I get up,
The ball just grows more.

I’m sorry dear Travelers,
That Little Miss Sunshine can’t play.

Instead in her place,
Ms. Negativity does still stay.

Until she is gone,
Please go on your way,

I don’t want to mess up,
Your beautiful day.

I ASK GOD FOR HELP
"Please show me the way!"
To take off the chains,
And be so carefree!

Show me how to be,
Normal and free,

And positive, and full of light,
Just like You want me to be!

I ask Him at 8.
I ask Him at 10.

I ask Him at 16,
and at 21 again.

I ask Him at 25,
and at 26 and 27.

And still I am here,
just `lil ol me.

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