The Woman In Me (II)
The world I thought it was,
The things and dreams
That I thought they could work,
Now hit the reality that
Nothing resembles them at all.
I am but without a pier,
Floating on the sea,
Waiting for lighthouse.
The insecure me inside
Is still trying to avoid growing…
Growing up to be a woman.
Everything seems to be helpless.
Nothing ever seems to change.
I’m twenty but a child…
A child that is so lost,
That can’t hear herself in the wind.
I’m a woman, yet still cling to her bed,
Wishing today just another day,
Sleeping forever in her parents’ arms.
How much I wish time could stop,
Forever like this and this could be perfect.
Living a life with my parents,
Always see them smile back at me,
Knowing they will always be there,
When I need them.
©April 16, 2003