OUTSIDE IN
What makes you tick?
Does it help you to forget?
The pains of life that wear you thin
The scars you carry from the outside in
What forms your hopes?
A spark of something to help you cope
What makes you…you?
What were we, created to do?
Is all we see, all there is?
Can we comprehend what it means to live?
We are but souls in human form
Hanging onto life since the day we were born
Striving for goals one can only hope to achieve
For in ourselves we must believe
Copyright (C) Angel Campbell
if we dont believe in ourselves, then??
ReplyDeletelove it!!!! keep up the writing you speak for us all...
ReplyDeleteThanx for reading and responding Zongrik and Keith .. Its always interesting to see how people react to my poetry. We must believe in ourselves, who will if we don't? .. Thanx again!!
ReplyDeleteI love this!
ReplyDeleteThank you Paul!!
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