After years of trying to let it all out,
I now know it never will.
It is not just you, but also me,
Who sometimes does not understand.
I have never meant to truly hurt you
with the words that I have said,
At least I think, and hope not, not now anyway.
Some of me wants vengeance. Over what?
The question still goes unanswered.
Sometimes my actions have spoken louder than my words,
And sometimes vice-versa.
Yet still, some of me is at peace,
Well, at times anyway.
Some have left their presence along with a sense of joy in my heart,
But still, others have left almost nothing.
I forget nothing, and I know who I hold dear.
The question is, who might that be, and does it really matter?
I am still very uncertain about what the point of me may be,
Each day though, it becomes clearer, leading me to believe that one day it will surface as a whole.
There are moments in time of pure happiness,
Oh how I could only wish for more to come!
There are a few things that I have grown to understand, if only I could tell you!
As for the rest, I think they're lost.
All in all, people think they know everything- about the world, about me,
But wait, wait until it is fully my turn, and I will show you truly who I am!
copyright © 1996 Jaime L W
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