Before I'M Laid To Rest
I can't be that happy heart
as others see me, my moods I conceal;
I hide everything that hurts,
cover it with shameless pretense
and yet it's accepted by me.
This youth was short-lived,
a hundred days seemed only one day,
brief loves consumed in daffodils fields
lasted a season, then died near winter.
They were birds in search of joy,
and when they finally found it...
they moved to another place
more beautiful than the first one.
O invasive desire, my tongue is dry;
a brook is in sight to quench this thirst!
O harmonious hills where canaries sing,
watch me climb cliffs and reach Heaven:
nothing is lost to memory and time!
Have I changed to suit myself or others?
The more I try to change myself,
the less confident I feel inward and outward;
I should have remained that loving soul
with no grievances and no conflicts:
only with ambitions and aspirations.
Proud to say to all this is the real me:
humble, fair, courteous and meek.
I declare to all I can't be defeated
by anyone either by strength or belief.
I have exposed my faults and failures,
diverging from the road of deception...
to embrace truth before I'm laid to rest.
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