Are you sad? They ask
Will you ever be happy? They wonder
Maybe now you finally understand reality
Realize everyone's levels of morality
Maybe now you see how fleeting life is
And how forever is only after death's kiss
"I am a wounded animal,"
I thought all my life,
"I'll always be broken."
But a funny thing happens
when you realize
we were not born whole.
I'll put together the pieces I've got
and thank God I didn't shatter.
I push you away.
You say you'll love me
as "I am",
but I'm drowning between
self acceptance and asking to be cared for
within Selfish Depths.
The Ocean of Uncertainties
tosses me around
and I reach out
to You.