(17) 2/20/85 Recognition

Sometimes I think I'm fooling myself

Believing that I'm all alone

It's easier to think that nobody cares

but will I ever come home?



I'm out on a limb

Laughing when I should cry

I know there's something missing

When I'm wishing I would die



Sometimes I think I'm cheating myself

Keeping my feelings inside

I know that I've been better than this

with none of me to hide



I'm out in the clouds

Wondering, what I should know

You wish you could help me

and I just tell you to go



Sometimes I need to do it myself

Work it out all alone

When I have I'm glad you were there

Then I know I've come home



I've come home to myself

I don't feel afraid

I can sit and count my blessings

And watch the world I have made

Author's Notes/Comments: 

My writing life pretty much came to a grinding halt when Kon and I were living together.  Life truly revolved around my daughter and him.  I felt lonely again.  Kon was a musician with big dreams of getting a band going.  He stopped working.  He didn't treat me well.  He didn't see how much I needed to feel important.  If I was with my soul mate, how come he knew so little about me?  

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