My Reflection
Above the water looking out to see,
Only my reflection staring back at me.
What is it that I see?
Have I turned into what I was supposed to be?
When I look Im I proud of what Ive become?
Or is this just the path of life to which Ive succumb?
Is there any part of my life in which was a lie?
If given the chance to change it would I try?
Is there someone I pasted and didnt give the props that where due?
Looking out across the water reflection of lights beautiful hue.
Am I what I want my daughter to be?
I look again what do I really see?
Broken, torn, raw heart
Its sad to say thats just the start.
Struggles and trifles
Hardships that reach for miles.
Up the ladder step by step I climb
To reach that sweet fruit that has been tarted like a lime.
Once again back down the ladder I fall
Again I start over slowly with a crawl.
I stare harder for one last look
As if trying to read my face like a book
A hopeless romantic longing for true love
Honest and true ever pure as a dove.
Even though its hard to trust its strength I see
Brought down to my knees Ill never be.