7-15-2010
3:50 p.m.

When it all began -
Was when there was innocence, and -
We were small
And we were strong
Because we were pure

So now, life has shaped us
And harm has made it’s ways
And our parents’ triumphs
And failures
Have molded our personalities

I thank my father
For showing me what it is
To be selfless
And my mother was the
Example of selfishness
And they still are
And I’ve met in the middle somewhere…


The pictures painted used to be of me
Nowadays, they’re only of what I see
Thank you, experience
For being my best teacher
For reminding me that I can always change
But that no one should change me
For worse
Of course
I can only allow it to happen
Or stop it in it’s tracks

I live in a lost city
But it’s no Atlantis
I live in memory
And avoid the present madness

I give and give away
It’s my realization
That my intentions are good
And the things that I never get back (it’s okay, for today)

Show me your
gratitude
And forget the only child
attitude
And for Christ’s sake - Open up to let someone Love You,
Fucker.


Copyright K. Anne Smith