In a year I will revise,
If I found my goal.
Whether it is in my blood,
If it is in my soul.
In a year I will see,
If this is where I belong.
If this is where I have to be,
If this is where I need to sing my song.
I'll just give myself a year,
One last ride out there.
If it doesn't work,
I don't think I'll really care.
It may be time to cut my losses,
When the year has past.
Maybe what I'm doing may be over,
Maybe I will be free at last.
I still dream a simple dream,
That I will wake up in a year.
Realie what I've got,
And that I needn't have this fear.
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Emotional Amnesia
PoetrySometimes when I say "I'm okay", I want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight and say, "I know you're not". I have felt like this many times in my life; as a kid, teenager and as an adult. I have seen many things in my life and felt even more...
