Thursday, November 15, 2007

Please Let Me Be Me

Once upon a time, I was born,
Born freely, and once strong.
You used to be my inspiration when I was small,
Even though you don’t seem to bother at all.

Everything you did, so much pleased me,
As if I was seeing a person so saintly.
I imitated you and I dream of being you.
When that time happens? I don’t have a clue.

You told me to follow everything you stated,
Even though my young mind knew, I would be different.
I was challenged by the things you’ve done,
And greeted my own dreams gone.

But all you did was put me down,
And my eyes are my only weapon against your painful words.
I cried lots of tears, when I started to realize
I couldn’t be like you.

I followed a road with a marked path
To be on the same end you have right now.
Then, it was too late to discover that
I couldn’t be like you.

In my struggles to follow you,
I didn’t know how it was to be true.
I became seriously misled,
And the wide path is now narrow instead.

Please, let me be me.
Let me choose the path I wish to take.
Don’t give me markers on the winding path of life.
Make me discover the consequences it has.

You already had your turn in this journey,
Now it must end.
Please, don’t control my own.
Let me start anew…

And make me learn from my mistakes.




~anamellie, 111507

Monday, September 24, 2007

The Melancholic Price

It was years since
I last laid eyes on her.
Now the dreams visit me
In this dark and ruthless chamber.

Memories of her love
whirl in my mind.
Dreams of when she was mine, 
but to her I was unkind.

Time died and flew me by
and the tears fill my eyes-
Remembering
I was the one who said goodbye.

But now she’s gone
and it’s only now,
I realize that
I love her still, somehow.

I've acted so dumb.
I've been so foolish.
I am so stupid.
I'm even boorish.

I hope one day she'll forgive me, she'll stay.
But for now,
this is the melancholic price
I have to pay.




~anamellie, 092407

AN (042120): Rewritten and looks nothing like the original version.