Through my eyes

It's not always the way it seems...

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Me, Myself, and I

Clearly I am fighting a loosing battle
I wave the white flag and hop off my saddle
Late night conversations with a stranger
Are truly one sided and led me to danger
Where's the fun in the chase
If I I always win the race
It's time to lead, not follow
It's time for me not to feel hollow
Fulfilling the void with personal joys
Not being distracted by silly boys
I give up and surrender to me
I am in no hurry for love to be
It will be grand and he will be right
But that's far from my future's sight
Imagination takes me away
My slate is wiped clean for tomorrow is another day
Walk away with my held high
Waving my hand with a confident goodbye

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