What Might They Find There
What might you find
if you peeled away layers
If the rind of my soul was to be stripped away
I fear what you'd see…..what you'd say…..what you'd think
The feeble of me sinks in fear of your thoughts
that you would only be thinking you don't see enough
Were someone to care just enough to see through me
look beyond what's assumed, looking deep to the core
Would you score me as average……or even as nothing
All my life I've been striving to be of the stuff
that others became in the places I've been
What might you find, If you peeled off the rind
Where someone else hides that you've not seen before
In the fairytale story where the sun seems to shine
is a child never grown, wearing shells of self doubt
hiding in worlds where the light was turned on
to the others who shared every stage I've been on
Where wishes were written in words of a song,
Longing for something I cannot define
that stems from a childhood, where something else would
shadow my dream of being enough
Never quite reaching …never quite being
Never as bright as the very next star
Never outgoing, most often remaining
back in the shadows of the other bright stars
Still turning the pages from the time I was born
never quite being the star of my life
Wanting to share but still doubting my worth
that shadows the sun, and my place on the earth
There in the limelight…..there will always be someone
lighting the stage with his very own star
I must be content, to climb up the ladder
searching the stage with my eyes, from afar
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9/17/16
Contest: What Might They Find There?"
Sponsor: Frank Herrera
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