These Days
I wonder if I will ever truly herald
These days as the best days of
My life, as I am told I will,
I wonder if I will ever look back
At this now with fond gaze
Not unfeeling glare, as I know
I will.
I wonder if I will ever learn
The lessons I was taught in
These days; about Love;
About Hate and mostly about
What it means to be a person.
I wonder if I ever believed
The Lies they told me; never
Love and never know anything
So strong in your life as
Hate, oh, above all, never ever
Be your own person.
Well, if I ever did, I
Do not now. Now I
Believe in everything
They told me wasn’t
Real; I know Love and
Yes, I know hate and
Above all, I am now
Myself and I am the
Me I always wanted to
Be
Yes, I shall not miss these days of old.
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