Poem; Following The Thought Of A Bee In My Mind
A page in the diary "My diary"
Written by steffan 6. Oct 2008 08:15 PM
Following The Thought Of A Bee In My Mind
Come and visit me
No wait, let me see
Nar not today
I think I'm going to be away
I'd really like you to come
But I'm ashamed of myself undone
I lay bare, naked, you will see me weak
I'm a bit afraid you might think I'm a freak
I want to be strong, hold the world up in my hands
I'm glad though it's not me on which the world stands
The simplest of loads I can't even seem to bare
I stumble and fear I'll fall but honestly I don't really care
My motors have died and I'm in need of a jumpstart
Though I feel I'm just being pulled along in a hospital cart
The answers I don't know my last thought I can't even remember
Am I a star? a champion, or Am I just another member
Wanting to be someone, do something, actually just me
thats all I want, to be me, to be free
So as I've followed the thought of a bee buzzing around my mind
I look and see myself not even moved, thats what I always find
I need to move on, get up for a start, stop my shaken
I maybe don't need anything but one thing I want, is to be sure I'm not mistaken