Monday, September 5, 2011




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

5 comments:

  1. if we dont believe in ourselves, then??

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  2. love it!!!! keep up the writing you speak for us all...

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  3. Thanx 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!!

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