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All Of Me
My thoughts run a million Phrases Per Second.
Very few times have I used my words as a weapon.
Very many times have I wanted more than I needed,
and no matter how much I had, my heart still pleaded.
Too many times have I been taken advantage of--
I gave my trust away too quickly
just to have it thrown back in my direction.
The karma got the best of me, I learned the hard way.
But now, more than ever before,
I feel like I'm ready
for something slightly more steady.
Artistic impulses aching to break from within.
The world anxiously waits at my fingertips,
as I struggle to assemble my hands across piano keys,
trying my best to create a melody
that will present my past. . .all of me
and in the future. . .who I want to be.
Could he be
the one I confide in faithfully?
