When I close my eyes and rest at the end of day
It's with great relief that most things have gone my way,
Yet, there is always this nagging fear of impatience
That will consume my energies and bug my conscience...
Is it difficult to be honest and sincere?
Foremost to myself, my rules, principles I hold dear...
I plod on, moving till I think there is a visible end
Narrow roads, slippery surfaces, round many bends
ONLY to arrive at another intersection - a choice to make
Which road to take?
I miss being Free
I miss being Me
But is being Free really being Me?
Let's wait and see.......
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