Remembering Red

Why is it That we try so hard To please our parents Our friends The everyday people around us What is it that We fail to find in ourselves That something that makes us Tire quickly with who we are Who we were meant to be We’ll take criticism And store it away, clutched in our desperate fingers Taking it out at some unexpected moment In our life At that time when we have lost our way And when the darkness is Ready to swallow us up Unable to convince ourselves of a purpose Among our blooming society We remember. We realize that all along it didn’t matter whether The sun was hidden away; We still followed our heart We looked to Ol’ Red for guidance Created our own footsteps in the sand And traveled a path never taken Because we looked inside And figured out who We were meant to be.