Why am I to wonder?
Why am I to wonder;
That I am sleeping when I dream,
That the world can not be the place that I’d like it to be.
Why am I to wonder;
What other people think,
Their smile, with teeth bared, can change me in a blink.
Why am I to wonder;
About the light next sunrise brings,
When I know I must face the monsters as the birds start to sing.
Why am I to wonder,
To ponder, and to think,
My thoughts will drag me down until I start to sink.
My Storm
My life keeps going forward, my faults can hold me back
My goals they give me hope, to quickly pick up the slack.
My dreams, they may be fake, but soon they're very real
My thoughts are mine alone, no one else can steal.
Sometimes I am scared, I will admit to that
Those times when I feel hopeless, surrounded by all things black
I do not think straight, the way I think I should
I hope to come out of darkness, only if I could.
Now, I am different, now I can see light
No more fighting tears, or crying in the night.
I can feel my heart beating, feeling warm,
I can now feel better, I've waited out my storm.