Only Hope
I FELT THAT I AM NOT ME,
AT ONCE,
LOOKED DOWN,
FROM DOWN ON,
I WAS WRONG,
MOST OF THE TIME,
WHEN I FELT,
THAT WAY.
I PULLED AWAY,
TRIED TO GROW UP,
I FAILED MYSELF,
SO MANY TIMES,
I FELT THAT WAY AGAIN.
WHATS THERE?
AT THAT FINIH LINE,
OF OUR LIFE?
NOTHING BUT,
A STRONG HOPE,
THAT I CALL.
ONLY ONE CHANGE
MY LIFE, WHO?
ME, MYSELF, AND I.
FROM NOW ON,
I CAN ONLY CHANGE,
THE WAY I AM,
THE WAY I THINK,
THEY WAY I LIVE,
AND FOR WHO
THAT I LIVE FOR.
I SET UP MANY GOALS OF MINE,
HOPE TO BE REACHED,
ONCE AT A TIME.
HOPE THAT CAN CHANGE
MY LIFE ALONG.
© Shirin Neshat
Copyright © Shirin Neshat | Year Posted 2009
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