Why can't my dreams come true, why can't my wants be?
I wake up in the morn' hoping I am more, but all I am is me.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
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- Kamikaze_Saint
- What you see is what you get, but you will never know who I really am.
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[here's my response in four lines]
Has not many a dream been fleshed out, a smattering of desires seen?
Upon reflection thereupon I was glad this life’s not according to me!
If all I am is me, then surely I must beg for somethin' more.
For in this haze of whirling days my soul has not found it's core.
The me I find teases of measures undefined, prone to accede all bounds.
And if imposed limits forestall my venture, shall I flee to foreign grounds?
Will someone abate this discontent while I hate an undying ease?
May God save me from the polar extremes of all I know that is me!
(okay, this is going to be weak compared to you better writers/poets, but I felt a bit inspired and gave it a whirl)
We all are but dust, frail as the summer grass,
Nothing we can do for ourselves here will last.
Yet God has a plan, knows each hair on our head,
He provided a way so we don't have to be dead.
Finding that plan, trusting in Him to lead,
becomes a path of true joy on which we can feed.
There is nothing of myself I wish now to "find",
Christ living in me gives me true peace of mind.
i am what i am.
i will do what i can.
i'm all i've got.
if someone wants to judge me
instead of love me
i'll find someone else.
it fills the void inside
make love, don't kill it.
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