I Thought I was Flying



All this time
I thought I was flying
But I see my reflection
And I realize I was dying

With my eyes wide open
I was blind in this world
Also deaf to whispered voices
So thus I was foiled

I exist in this world
Not truly living
No recipient for the love
That my heart wants me giving

My own self is the one
Doing all the deceiving
How can I go on now
No longer believing?

An invisible stigma
Of ignorance I wear
Who will help me now
And does anyone care?

I'm no longer flying
On a new ground I've landed
But my spirit is bruised
And my soul is branded


Copyright ©2002 Rhonda Pineiro










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