Joined: Sun Jun 24, 2007 2:11 pm Posts: 1 Location: Indiana
What if we lived our lives with our hopes and aspirations
insted of living lives of quiet despartion?
What if all i had was really what i needed
insted of falling all about, wounded and always bleedin
what if everyday was full of all my wants and desires
Life would be more ravishing accepted by the hour
What if I make a start to day to be the one I am
Letting others go their way and be all that i can
Day to day are the endless tribulations that fancy all that is inevitably useless
What seems to be over rationalized is of the very denial we accept
What once was our hope is now just the virtue of resignation
The flight of thoughts spend themselves with expectations
Too poorly taken by the struggle.
To grieve with that part of myself that is too convenient to be appeased
Is seeing only the distant result which bemoans only a fool.