Thursday, May 01, 2014

Reconstruction: A Poem

Not the perfect image,
Not the ideal line,
It's alright,
Just give it time.

I won't compete,
I am not your treat,
Don't toy with me,
Or tell me stories,
I'm not in the mood for guts or glory.

Judge me and I will make you regret it,
Where's the happiness that you neglected,
There's sunshine,
There's moonlight,
And a smile always transforms a frown,
Even when life really pushes you down.

Isn't it all what we want life to be,
It is for me.