If you were
to brush my skin
you would see
buttons pushing in
some poking out
sprauled all about
but most of all you would see
me
a person that
half mentally would be
but half
but with my heart am whole
and able to heal the hole
as each
person
pushes
one more button in
but don't you see
the buttons can't win
nor the insecurities
that take root
and pull these buttons in further
because each sunday
pop pop pop
they come popping
out
and stopping
the pushing
that pushes my soul
it is when we are with him
that we really have control
or the understanding that he
can see and know and do
all we need to get through
and so as another day approaches
with buttons sticking out
I, with these buttons shout
"you don't know what you're talking about"
"I'm tired"
"No more"
//
I will stand
with empty hands
and a full heart
yes, that is how my week will start.
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