Itís absurd you knowÖ
To come to a place where I AM now
To learn that the words I speak determine for me...The life
I AM to live
Really silly -Iíd say
To know that my feelings actually
Make my bed and then force me to sleep in it.
Messed up and needing extra covers...
Nightmares are hard to sleep through
why didnít someone teach me manners
So that I might have watched my mouth and not cursed the guy next store.
If I only knew then what I know now..."Momma why did't you tell me?"
"Didnít you want me to know?"..."Were you afraid of what I might become,
If you gave me a heads up on words and the power they had over me"
"What a mess you handed me!"Ö
Simple words...incomplete sentences...
fiery explosions of Love shot into my mornings,
my noonís and finally my nights.
"What did you expect Iíd become with All this gibberish I was handed?"