Do you really look at yourself in such a way that it all lays bare before yourself? Try this sometime, you’ll be surprised at your reaction to yourself, if you’re truly objective.
The question flies around in my brain
If I could, would I do it again?
Would I think the thoughts and say the words
Could all see my feelings, was I heard.
My true intentions, beliefs in my heart
Would my life mean something or simply be forgot.
I once was innocent, clean, and true.
I never had feelings that made me blue.
Did I risk too much or not enough
Did others around me feel that I made life rough.
As a child I had not a care
When I grew older I became aware
Of things corrupt, things not to be done
To others as well as my own
This is my story, one of questions
What did I learn, Did I learn my lesson.
I don’t want to feel to smart
to reach the point that I don’t follow my heart.
That guide that lights my way, through each day.
The sense of being, of what is wrong and right
Have I stood up for good? Have I put up a fight?
Kidding aside, what have I achieved?
Perceptions are what they believe
So can you say, in me what do you see?
A man who is lonely, and feels solitude.
A man who is unsure of where to go or what to do?
I must find the answer and find it soon.
To whom does my direction matter
What do they care of me?
Am I completely untied am I really free?
Do I live for myself, do I care for me?
Why am I so confused? Am I alive?
Am I the only one I deprive?
I am always concerned with giving.
But, do I really live? I once was told,
All must die, but some never really live.
I can’t let this pass without learning
I have to quench this yearning,
the wanting for more the desire to go higher
out of control with my thoughts and deeds.
Forgetting about all my responsibilities and needs.
I can’t get depressed, lonely and distressed
then I’m no good to anyone least myself
I want to be wanted loved and caressed.
Will I remain true to myself, my loved ones no less
For that is the only way,
to carry on each day.
Have I made the most of my days walking this life
Living for me and not caring to die.
Remember this thought to myself I must give
All must die, Have I really lived?
I can say that I have! Have you?