I'm tired of black
I wanna wear red,
to live as a flame burning bright
I'm tired of being an ember
afraid to bother another
that I might even try to ignite
- them
I'm tired of side-stepping thoughts
to please every entity but me
It's my turn to shine!
Time oh time
where does time go ' half-century?
The mirror cracked today,
and cannot tell a lie
Oh look, the reflection has the audacity to try
to spruce up the little girl that still lurks within!
Guess humor lives on before
melting into oblivion,
will she dwindle with not a scratch, an etch in time
Can you -
colour, this person,
... this me,
this real who I am .
There is no outer crust
I am open face
You know me as you see me
speaking in earnest
I receive opinion with open mind
I call it as I see it
and get burned at the stake sometimes
for doing so,
and take notice the wolves who nip and pull at my heels,
when a fault should appear and sure enough will, for I am human
But I will always and never be stilled
to give freely from my bowl
holding no ill thoughts, so
Take some
Overlook any lemon or sour grapes
I haven't fully cleared the fridge of these thoughts
Suppose there will always be some fruit to rot
and never sweeten to taste
But I won?t let my life go to waste
with ill creeds.
About a woman who wants to feel human again..tired of pleasing ... plain
tired.
