Routine heroism is here
by admitting many a fear
letting people come near
and listening to what I hear
unafraid of showing a tear
Potentials that to grow
as I reap what I sow
truth to myself to show
all there is to know
the line i start to tow
My slumber I have shook
getting out of my nook
letting myself off the hook
not thinking of myself as a crook
accepting your personal look
The voice deep in my heart
says were not so far apart
I say it's time that I start
addressing the fears I cart
realizing life imitates art
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