Extraordinarily Ordinary
something has changed,
But nothing has changed,
I feel different,
But I feel the same.
Things seem different,
But they don't,
I sense something extraordinary,
But I look around and everything is ordinary.
Is it me who's changed?
I don't know I look the same,
Something tells me I don't, may e if I look again,
Really look I might see change,
If I look deep down in side,
Oh There it is, me trying to hide,
I grab on and tug, and tug at me abit more.
But I won't budge, I won't move, I'm staying put, afraid to come out, afraid of what's outside.
It's bad enough battling the war going on in here, but it's the u predictable out there that I fear.
It's the not knowing from one day to the next, what will I be dealt with what's coming I can only guess.
I hear this and I hear that,
But i don't know what to believe? What's true?
What will the future bring for my kids, when I havnt even got a clue?
I do know the one thing I know is true,
That life's to delicate to be just ordinary it's up to me to work out what is real and somehow, I have to make it extraordinary
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Vivian Brazier
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