Nobody is coming to rescue me,
No knight in bright armor will save the day.
I can't really count on others to be
The thing that gets me moving on my way.
My mother won't be coming to my aid,
My friends have problems, plenty of their own.
So why is it that I'm still so afraid -
After all I'm a woman that is grown?
My children look to me for direction,
But I've no energy to lead the way.
Exhaustion spreads just like an infection,
Leaving me but a blob of shapeless clay.
My own hero, I'll simply have to be.
I cannot count on anyone but me.
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