I

By RD

“I”, I say “I” because even around people in this place I am alone.

Supporters on the outside but inside I am on my own.

Waiting, sitting, waiting, sitting, time going by, when am I going home!

Frustrated with the situation but calm I must appear.

Because in the jungle I reside in,

people feed off your weakness.  I refused to be the pray in here!

I walk around with my head up my chest out…appearance without fear.

If caught slipping it will be as a strong hunter and a weak deer.

But I have a feeling soon the path will be clear.

Clear enough to get on with my life not as a weak deer!

I, I am alone, but strong keeping my head up and my chest out and my mind clear.

In my direction you see nor sense weakness,

 so to figure me out hard you stare.

In my direction all you can say is you see a man without fear!

1 Comments

  1. Nikki Myets on July 28, 2012 at 1:34 AM

    Keep your head high! You will get through. We believe in you.

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