And as I waited for a change and sat in pain, going insane, no one sees past the smile I feign, but it really can't last and so it wanes...
And so I search for something more. I strain my ear to listen for a whispered song above the roar... perhaps of love but I'm not sure.
And everyone hands me maps and guides, but really they hide the frustration inside. Anger and agitation flow like a tide that everyone joins on for the ride.
And somehow in this mess of mine there is a sign of hope that shines and suddenly events start falling in line that lead to something sweet as wine.
And in the heart of confusion around my ear picks up the sweetest sound. Is it illusions or reality I've found? Around this song my heart is wound.
And could it really be for me? I look around but I can't see, but either way my heart agrees and wants so bad to fly so free.
And slowly as the song gets loud and beautiful, I wonder how I'm blessed enough and even allowed to be standing among the crowd.
But somehow the song is sung of me- of my talents and beauty. Things I really couldn't see and thought impossibility.
And in the chaos of my world there's something new in this crazy swirl. Never before have I been affirmed as a girl and my empty heart was new and full.
And though my legs and heart were lame and over time became quite tame, when in the song I heard my name, there was a change- I'm not the same.
If music never moved me before or never again does anymore, this one time brought me to the floor and made me dance and truly soar.
And though it's now a memory, a time that's past so fleetingly, it changed my life rather completely. There is no way people can't see.
And I can only thank the one who sang the song and really won my heart and made me dance for fun. I'll never forget it though it's done.
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