I contradict.
I fail.
I speak honestly.
I rise above.
I cry.
I think clearly.
I move on.
I have too much passion, at times.
I have too many fears, sometimes.
I have an unhealthy desire for justice, everyday.
I have a thing I carry around, everyday.
I let some of my past get to me.
I dream of a greater future.
I worry about what is, ultimately, pointless.
I love with blind faith,
or with eyes wide open.
I hate with blind reason,
or with logical fever.
I trust a very select few,
yet still feel alone.
I question the world,
yet let new people in.
I strive to be the best I can,
but always remember I am human.
3 comments:
Beautiful poem. ^.^
i can relate to all of this. great poem.
"I have too much passion, at times. I have too many fears, sometimes."
beautiful.
Man oh man I thought you were gone for good. So I haven't checked your blog in weeks. Anyway good poem as always, you speak with real emotion.
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