Maybe I was just never ment to play this part,
but oh the irony when people say that there's a reason for me to be there.
Many a time recently i have wondered,
that maybe I am but a seat warmer,
heating it up only bodily, without any soul.
For sometimes it all feels like clock work, that my soul and fire isnt needed.
I thought that maybe i had gained their trust, but now i feel i may have been wrong.
I seem like the null in the equation, redundent with my right and left hands gone.
Am I really needed?
Am I really right for the job?
Is it even a job in the first place?
Can i change that thought?
I wonder where is the person I thought I was.
I wonder where is the person who felt in her bones that she and everyone else about her were really born to win.
Where is that fighting spirit?
That courage that I once knew?
Maybe , just maybe,
I was never ment to be..............
I guess maybe I am but a strange dough with too much butter to end up fitting the mould.
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