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Iím not blaming anything on anyone....
Iím reflecting to figure out where I lost myself
And how I have been on autopilot since...
From the moment I left this place left myself behind
Sheís right you know...
The old me wouldíve never left her.
You are the same person...
Itís not even that you donít think the same....
Youíre afraid.....
Of the unknown....
Of the obvious....
You hide in the house....
When did you become so fragile?
How far do you think you will go being this way?
Did you break yourself trying to be strong?
Did you forget the lover you were?
I miss the lover in you....
Kidd you gotta shuffle through the dirt
Or youíll end up living a life you donít even recognize
Success is grand but when you put down pieces of self
To gain it.....you still feel like a failure....
I got a lot of s**t
So why do I still feel broke?



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