its up to you, all of it

sometimes we argue for our limitations

She sits on the floor wondering

if life is gonna pass her by.

She sits and dreams of yesterdays

and why she never learned to fly.

 

She writes and paints and still complains

that no one takes the time to see

what she has given day to day

She cannot face reality

 

When I came to visit her I found

that she hasn't changed her fears

same complaints, same attitude

same wanting you to see her tears

 

I wanted to feel sorry but

I found it difficult because

nothings changed in all these years

she still remains where she was

 

I wish that I could give to her

the ability she needs to fly

and show her that the gift is there

to spread her wings, to give a try

 

but instead I listen patiently

while she tells me why she just can't move

and stays inside her little world

and will not try to improve

 

herself

 

 

 

Reviews

[Leo Gems]

It is true that you can be given a talent.. but it takes a whole lot of courage to spread your wings and fly.
If that courage is never found, one will be trapped in their own fears for life. Shame as it is, it happens all the time. Be the friend that someone one needs, give them a hand, encouragement, and maybe, just maybe.. the will find it inside to fly..

If not give them a tiny push and be ready to catch them on the other side!

Very nice write..

[Solst Rapture]

This is very much almost brilliant. I was jolted a bit by this Stanza:

I wanted to feel sorry but
I found it difficult because
nothings changed in all these years
she still remains where she was

I don't think you have refined that to the point of the others. Otherwise, a chillingly composed piece of writing. It's a pleasure to read it.

The first Stanza is the most poignant. I'm not sure 'herself' needs to be there. It detracts somewhat from your elegant last verse.

Regards,
Solst

[laceyjane23]

very nicely written, i can really relate to this poem, i have a few friends like her. keep on writing!
laceyjane