Cowardly Lion
My bold is a blast of lighting
My roar can split the ocean
My goals are in heaven’s door
They are so ready to be hold
There’s a battle ahead but I stepped away
They see me as a courage that’s wrapped in dignity
But I’m all weak inside; my cavalier is just a souvenir
I keep this strictly outlook
So nobody can get near me
I am cold as the chilly weather
I am tedious as the opera show
The cowardly lion looks so enchanted
With eyes that no one can ever define
Trapped in confusion to find happiness
The bravery painted beautifully over this delicate heart
Copyright © Mony Reyna | Year Posted 2009
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