The Upcoming of Me
Blood dripping from my weary eyes
You're looking at me in a surprise
Where do I go from here
Into the deep valley of the Netherlands
The dry rivers inside my heart that weep for water
As if it were a weeping willow
Leaves falling into a puddle after a horrid storm
My life for ever moving on after mourning for so long
The shadows of me finally appearing after being hidden for so long
Now I'm appearing in a bold and powerful figure standing tall
The roots of my history are finally coming out in me
I'm showing the talents that were forever hidden inside
I will no longer have use for the pity people throw out to me
Or will I, Will I still need your pity that you're dishing out
I don't know,but walking down the path I follow I will soon figure out
Copyright © Juanita Amos | Year Posted 2009
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