My Life

My Life

Disappointment, I never seem

to stack up to myself.

Afraid to fail, afraid to try,

I'm the first to criticize.

If my life were a book I might

rip out every page that hurt me,

kept me scared,

But I'm a poem.

Awake at night, my eyes so tight

I cannot even dream.

I need some pride in what I've done,

but I just make a mess.

If my life were a book I could

burn away the pages that shame me,

keep me alone,

a closed book.

I need to do what makes me free.

I need to open up.

My heart wants me to sing out loud, but

fear has kept me shut.

If my life were a book I would

rewrite all those pages that hurt me,

kept me down.

My life is a song.

(12/8/2009)