A poem about inner-conflict and realization |
I am young, gifted, and driven. I am trusting, trustworthy, and giving. I am surrounded by so many friends. I am still lonely deep within. This is heart-felt, real emotion. This is not some magic potion. This is life, try to live it. This is mine and I'm imprisoned. Could be I'm simply broken. Could be I'm stuck in motion. Could be I'm born to lose. Could be...I'm born to choose? I will stand, I'll never run. I will always see the sun. I will soon embody success. I will fight, I'll never rest. I am alive. I'm lion-hearted This is cowardice... now departed Could be... I'm a brand new man I will live, my life is in my hands |