I can’t be fake or phony
At least, not for very long
I won’t lie
I can’t be something
That I’m not
Tag Archives: Poetry
Escape
Music feeds my soul
The lyrics are my escape
I find myself there
Arrival
It’s interesting
To watch life
Go in circles
Mist
The mist
Of the past
Often keeps me stuck
In the fog
Of lies
That I was told.
Pledge
Pledge
To Hold
Your head
High
