Singing the Story of Me
Contemplating whether or not, at the core of my being, lies an omni-present demon, lurking in the shadows. I believe…I KNOW…that he continues to lurk, but that he will not dictate my life. I am proud of who I am. Yes, I am proudly singing the story of me.
For peace of mind to be a piece of me,
A piece of me I must give.
To truly find serenity,
Means my life will be mine to live.
But to ignore a part of what makes me, me:
To wholly tell me tale.
Showing only acts one and three
But in act two is the big unveil.
