My Story
I hold a delicate ball of glass in my hand
The future of my life lies inside
If only I had the courage to break it open
And begin to live again
Disconnected from my world
Displaced from my life
Lost in a place so familiar
I’m on the outside looking in
The scenes flicker across a screen
From moments of joy to heartache
I watch as my path unfolds
I watch as my story is told
Is it filled with smiles or tears?
Am I the heroine or the feared?
Am I really just an actor playing the part?
When did I hand over control of my heart?
I don’t want to be an outsider anymore
I want to step back in and live
I should be navigator of my destiny
But am I willing to risk it all again?
Fm
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