Born as if to be me
So young and so free
As if the dawn of the twilight
Shines so vibrant in my life
A dream that is so surreal
As my every being heals
My heart grows wide
As my soul grows dim
Avoiding life's indiscretions and sins
A voice I hear in my mind
As to be strong and feel alive
Life is like a bitter pill
It heals so fine but hurts me still
I am not discouraged or torn
As if I should be bitter and worn

My strength it towers twelve feet high
As living life passing me by
At night I contemplate my fears
As I dispel the negativity I hear
I find simple joy in mundane tasks
Because I have the time to pass
Instead of anger I just laugh
Knowing that my pain shall pass

As the sunrises in the day
Sets in the west in its own way
I feel great enthusiasm and bliss
Knowing that I shall succeed because of this
My life unwinds like twine
But I sow the seeds of time
And reminisce in heart felt rhymes
Knowing that I shall over come in due time
Never forgetting my fateful fall
I shall rise for the sport of it all
Wondering why I can be so strong
Asking how I could live like this so long
Sowing the seeds of time
And starting to heal
Self discovery of my long angst
Never ever bitter with hate
Drawing strength when others are so weak
Ignoring my given sympathy by forgetting to speak
Just knowing I shall stand tall
Having risen to the challenged forgotten to fall
An Erie calm over takes my soul
As I am stronger because of this toll
Just sowing the seeds of time
Ending up being more than just fine
As I enjoy life as I can feel
Knowing in the end I shall heal