From then to Now
a past coverd by inkwell black and white memories
and a preasent full of unfamilar faces
who am i?
unplugged
i am glowstick; a light in many colors and shapes
My feet are as smooth as my words
they fumble and stumble through the night
but both bring blessings to all
SNAP! BOOM! BA-BANNNGG!
i am on a field of dreams
my dreams are coming to life
CRACK!
the ball leaps off my batt soaring into the outfield
the feeling of happiness
rumbels though my viens
the crowd is electrified by my sucsess
ROAR!
failure struck my world
i no longer glowed in my shapes and colors
my words were now smoth and short
my feet walked no further than my words
and i ran out of blessing for the world
ZAP!
a cloud of hate and dissapointment coverd my world
lightning struck in this darkness
cleansing me of failure
ZING!
im brand new
i no longer glow
i stumble and fumble a little less
my blessings are my lessons learned
but i hold a bigger and brighter smile
my head is hung high for my failure
but my filter is nude
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