Sunday, April 02, 2006

I woke up from my sleep to the sound of that voice
From the words that I heard I had no choice
They told me I had to turn around
My assurance slowly faded down
And I wonder

Will I ever make it home
Will I ever leave the ground
Leave this place so far behind

The plans that I had were quickly destroyed
The problem was one I couldn't avoid
They welcomed me to stay overnight
I'm too tired to complain so i just might
And I wonder

Will I ever make it home
To the place I recognize
Far from here and where I've been
And all the places that I've been shown
Will I ever make it home
Can they keep me here for good
Where I hardly know a soul
And my fear keeps going on

My weariness keeps growing inside
My patience is tarting to subside
And I hope I'll be there soon
It can't be long or I'll fall through

Will I ever make it home
Will I ever leave the ground
Leave this place so far behind
Till there is no turning back
Will I ever make it home
Get to where I wanna be
Find the ones who wait for me
To the place where I belong
Will I ever make it home
-Hill Ingram

Just trying to find my way, just trying to figure it out, just trying......


On a happier note, the bean has reached her twelth birthday. We celebrated with 7 friends and had a sleepover!! Yay, she seemed to enjoy herself and was very happy!!! Yay, I love my bean, she is getting so big.

1 comment:

Taint3d said...

You know even ive been trying to find my way through a lot of things although i feel tainted enough not to talk about them at times but this poem is beautiful. Its simple and strikes hard.
U know, In life there are many quotients and i hope we find the mean. I wish that with all my honesty.