Flying through life with two broken wings
Making my way the best that I could
Wondering why the robins won't sing
Feeling my heart is made out of wood.

Stumbling along so lost and so blind
Looking for love I seem never to find
Searching for sun, but just finding the grey
The hurt and the sadness grow greater each day.

Falling and falling, I finally hit ground
I opened my eyes and looked all around
The feelings inside me as yet left unspoken
Are pieces of me that are shattered and broken.

I stand at the crossroads, alone and forsaken
Ahead lies a road, one that I've never taken
Slowly, so slowly, one step at a time
And so starts the journey on which I must find.

That what could have been, can still be
And what I could have done, still do
The strength that lies within me
The trust and courage too.

I feel I'm going to make it
I'll make this life my own
No longer need I be afraid
To stand out on my own.

And when the journey's over
If you're still there for me
We'll start a journey of our own
Together, you and me.


by June m. Roldan
1/20/94

10/25/2009

Posted on 10/25/2009
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