Thoughts From My Mind
There's such a heavy weight
Just sitting on my heart.
Can't explain
Nor describe.
Some people want me to talk
I refuse.
Others want me to feel
Again I refuse.
Afraid of the truth.
If I tell people, will they understand?
I am in love.
With a man, which whom I have been hurt
But still I return to his arms
Wondering why?
Why has my heart choosen him.
A man I'm afraid to hurt
A man who heart
I"m terrified to hole
Yet he has entrusted me with it.
Then there's me
Little 'ol me.
A young woman
Ready to blossom
Ready to conquer
the world she bulit.
But she wonders,
is the world
ready for her.
Will the world,
Understand who she is?
As she stands here.
Back straight,
head high,
with a wall
she's built against herelf.
Ready to swing the hammer
to release what is beind.
When she does
she still wonders
What will the world say?
Not the old her
For whom they know,
but for the new her
in fromt of them.