The lies they fold one by one
the story they tell sounds so captivating.
If I listen and believe I can almost envision
living out some of lifes far away fantasies.
Then I stand for a moment and clear my mind
realizing that is all these are ever going to become.
Knowing that when I was chosen to live life,
the person that was loved was something I wouldn't be.
I wouldnt become a woman of value,
of standing and great pride,
a woman that some man would want...
...standing by his side.
Strength is a blessing handed to me in life and yet,
I live with the feeling of such weakness still.
Gifts of understanding and humbleness have been given
and without them my life really would not have made me.
You fill me with the dream of becoming something I can't
because I know that each night...
..... it is her that sleeps under your hands.
@s.ray 1-30-2013
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