Friday, November 15, 2013

I wander

I wander:
Aimless, feeling small 
and wait for her to show.

I have so much to tell her 
about how high my dreams can go.

But, one look in those eyes and my mind goes dry 
and burrows within the crowd.

For the great soul I bare looks dismal now 
and what's left is masked by doubt.

I puff out my chest and I stare at her breasts
and I show my strength and brawn.

If I can't show the true me,
perhaps she will like my charm.

Further down:
I sink into my homemade crown
I have no charm or stealth

...but I have to keep on trying
'cause one day I will be myself.