I'm Only Half Myself
It's been better said
That I sometimes come up short
I've had too many chances
To plead innocent in court
I've gained the weight of pavement
Baring feet to the street
I've known better than to say it,
Steady grind and repeat
Respect the up that makes you fly
But keep your pride on stealth
It doesn't mean too much to shine
Though, I'm only half myself
What a fine poem, and what a
Such a fine poem. There is so much hidden behind your words. I can't say I know what it is,
but I feel it, a familair song from an old soul.
Cheers,
Luther
Thank you! That's perfect.
Thank you! That's perfect.
EricaMay