A Poem I Wrote

[Verse]

I never was happy when I said I was

I never lied

I just thought I was

But as life went on and the nights grew long

I,I begin to feel otherwise

It was no one to blame, no one fault but mines

But I couldn't stop askin’ myself

Why?

Why didn't anyone hear my cry?

Why didn't anyone hear my lies when I told them I just needed time?

Time to sleep

Time to think

But never enough time to find who I was and who I wanted to be

I’m always so hard on myself

I could knit a perfect sweater and still say It could be better

I could write a perfect song and still feel something's wrong

Why is it not enough?

See people often talk about a glass being half full or half empty

Well I ask

Why does it have to be a glass

Why do you limit me?

Of course anything physical has limitations

You bend a stick and eventually you'll break it

But my spirit

See this spirt has no limitations

And it's been around for many generations

But only time will tell how much longer till it's recognized