I hate myself most of all

"'Cause I love the way you call me baby"
-The Way I Am, Ingrid Michaelson

I am no sage
for I can rage
and let fury consume
a hearts fragile bloom

in the quiet that does follow
when my soul is so shallow
i hate myself most of all
so hard to stand tall

i am not worthy
of any beauty
nor would i recommend
for me to be a friend

played and danced

"But if you try sometimes, you get what you need..."
-Rolling Stones

Sometimes all I want
is to not want
To just sit and not feel
that i am missing a deal

journeyed far and wide
marched twice to take a bride
played and danced
cried and laughed

just want to see my children grow
and for them to know
that fear is the first step towards
courage's rewards

drink deep the clear air

"Honestly...I want to see you be brave"
-Brave, Sara Bareilles

come closer dear
and let me whisper in your ear
the secrets to life and love
the gifts from above

listen and listen again
to the ever blowing wind
drink deep the clear air
go forth without a care

what are we
that we should be
anything more than
part of the divine plan?

us to be

we struggle and strain
sometimes in vain
as long as our glory
is more important than the story

can we possibly see
what others believe
us to be
what should it matter to thee

all pieces in the divine saga
here for a bit of trauma
then back into the fold we go
our little hearts so bold

and take the final bow

"...you are born again hard..."
-Full Metal Jacket

Is it your glory
is it your story
for which you fight
the dying of the light

we march to the greater tune
and so soon do we all swoon
and take the final bow
at a time most apropos

volunteer for something greater
become a part of something that does matter
live not for you
live to be true