Real Me

Oh, My Friend ! My Dear ! I don’t think I’m blind… I will fight my fear To clear up my mind. I will leave my story Somewhere far, behind. I will live in glory With someone who’s kind. With someone who’ll never Hurt me or assault. I’ll forget, forever, Guilty pain and fault. I’ll be flying, swimming, Smiling everyday. Even though, it’s dreaming, I won’t be the same !!! It’s a shame – me crying, Whipping like a dog… I’m just hardly… trying… Find a way through fog… There's no sense to doubt… Only if I see, That I should find out, Who is real Me… January 2008