Written June 11, 2008
Does partying really give us acceptance by those around us?
If so, then why do I feel so alone?
Does laughter give us purpose to breathe?
If so, why are those breaths so few?
Does dancing really give us that extra stride in our step?
If so, then why do I feel handicapped?
Does believing in something greater than ourselves give us hope?
If so, then why do I feel stagnant at times?
Does love give us purpose to live?
If so, why does wholeness seem to flee from me?
Partying does give me acceptance.
Laughter does give me breath.
Dancing does give me balance.
Believing does give me hope.
Love does give me purpose.
And even if it didn't...
I am who I am, and I will pretend to be no other.
Life is short,
I will live it!
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