Thoughts Gathering
Going over my thoughts
Listening to my heart
Thinking about what to do to make it to the finish
Knowing what has to be done but scared for it to start
Looking at people laughing when thinking this isn’t fun
Darkness invading my last bits of hope
But I’m not here to sit around and mope
The sound in my voice is lost in the wind
Carrying everything needed to win
Hoping I don’t get lost up in my sin
Carried by my thoughts I move on to the end
Smiling and grinning when I hear them say congratulations.
Copyright © Vantaja Moore | Year Posted 2007
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