I suppose withdrawal is a factor in my inhibited nature.
I change in the opportunity to challenge my purpose.
I missed in resisting "the need."
Its taken me courage to overcome my many arduous obstacles,
I become a necessity of.
Thinking better as I really am,
I value empathy.
No individual:
- naked - .
I would lie?
I would speak the truth!
My lack of expression;
in my empathy for a coward,
not an enemy.
My intensity is a silent extremity.
My threshold is made of in virtue.
A ring of fire,
flames I stop,
I have ignited,
I share,
I see.
(My dreams) are not of straw-made-figures,
rolling down an empty tin of chicken stalk.
The corrupt are not true to a hero.
I have changed in my approach of such unpredicatble magic.
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