I Want It All
I awaken to the hope
And amazement of liberty
That refuses to quit.
I awaken to disaster
Of my bloody, broken dreams
Withering patiently.
I awaken to a storm
Feeling consumed by fire
That searches for love.
Once
I was hidden from even
Myself, sad but true, yearning
Had the upper hand.
If only friendship could win
But no, because I was locked
By my own self love.
I tried to break free of me
Not knowing the culprit
Was really myself.
How sad, how alone was I
An only child longing
For more chocolates.
Contrarian
I was born feet first
And I’ve been
A contrarian ever since
My church said don’t
See these movies
So I made sure
Those were the movies
I went to see, or don’t
Read these books
Those were my first
Choice, yes, sometimes
Are like that, me, me, me
I’ve been a contrarian
All my life, in this
Lifetime, it’s who I am.
By Ann Privateer
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