Why do I deceive myself, believing I've got inner strength?
A long path of solitude, to be with you I'd have gone lengths
Strong, they say, but cast my doubts, more hardened than a solid rock
Changed, I surely have, inside, as if my soul a lightening struck
Each day awaken, open bare, as if for the world I'm prepared
Once was to weak to face my fears, now I do, daily like I'm dared
A stranger told me once before I'm stronger than I think I am
Is this me or another mask? the mark inscribed in my right palm
Copyright © 2009 Anthony Phillips (DUNTEE)
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