Some Where
I thought that there was some where,
some where I would be liked and loved.
I looked for that place,
but I never looked straight ahead.
I thought what I was looking for,
may have well been dead.
dead of every soul and spirit,
tears I cried for that special place.
I looked around,up and down,
as my tears kept flowing like an endless stream.
I thought I lost my only dream,
I saw through the dark and thought I saw light.
but it was a never ending sight,
I blinked an still there it stood.
exactly 4'11 with pretty eyes and hair,
it stood there nice and tall, like I wasn't even there.
I stared and saw a beautiful face,
a unique individual, someone different.
I realized that that person was me,
I cried because I was a sight to behold, to cherish.
I smiled and dried my eyes,
an at that moment I promised to never cry.
my special place hadn't died,
I just never looked at what was in front of me.
there, in the mirror, is I where I found my somewhere...
Copyright © Talayia Bowen | Year Posted 2007
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