I have seen sunny days and I have lived
cold and lonely nights.
I have wished for a lot of things
and received few.
This doesn’t make me weak
but hold true.
True to what I have believed in
my whole life through.

Some people try to hold me back
others try to see me through.
I try to make the best with what I have,
but still I wish for more.

Is it greediness or is it loneliness.
Who is to decide.
Is it me.
Or is it you.

I will lay here tonight in my bed
trying to figure out what lies ahead.
I look at myself and I see a child,
reaching out trying to hold tight,
just hoping I don’t fall from sight.

I will now close my eyes, and
ask god to give me a shimmer of light.