Me
ME
THE DIRECTION TIME FOLLOWS, I CAN NOT AFFECT
EITHER TO SPEED UP, SLOW DOWN, OR TURN AROUND
TO CERTAIN LAWS, I AM FOREVER SUBJECT
BEING HUMAN IS TO BE FREE, YET BOUND
I AM WHAT I AM, RIGHT NOW
I CAN BE, AND HAVE BEEN BEFORE
TO BECOME, I ONLY VAGUELY KNOW HOW
ONLY SLOWLY DO I LEARN MORE
I WANT TO BE, PART OF A LARGER WHOLE
I LONG TO MERGE WITH A PURPOSE EACH DAY
TO FULFILL THE INNER NEED OF MY SOUL
I WOULD FIND A PLACE, MY HEART TO LAY
I AM AMONG THOSE I LOVE, AND ESTEEM
FREE OF DOUBT, RELEASED FROM PAIN
THIS IS A FEELING, LIKE A FORBIDDEN DREAM
LIKE WARM SUNSHINE, DURING THE RAIN
THIS IS NEED, COLLIDING WITH THE SAME
THE DESIRE TO BELONG, TO BE A PART
AND TO FIND, TO STAKE A RICH CLAIM
I WOULD LOVE, YET KEEP A ROOM IN MY HEART
WHERE I AM MASTER, AND KING
TO BE A MAN, IN THE OLD FASHIONED SENSE
SURE OF SELF, AND EVERYTHING
STANDING UNAFRAID, YET BEHIND A FENCE
I AM TORN BETWEEN BEING LOVED, AND BEING FREE
A KNOT OF CONFUSION NAMED,
ME
Copyright © Solomon Storm | Year Posted 2010
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