This Time
Life makes me tired
Living each day with the movement and thunder of it
Swaying from day to day
The river of this life always flowing
never slowing
Things are never as they seem nor are they easy
But i keep going down this river again
Hoping behind each bend
That theres something worthwhile
I know there is
So I'll keep looking
But this time
I open my eyes and have only found lies
the river will one day come through and send me
To that bend which brings hope
This time I have opened my eyes
I see the world as it should be
with a simple surprise
Copyright © Chrissy Downing | Year Posted 2010
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