Morning Light

Blowing in the wind
Time for the morning light
Not knowing where to send
All of this suppressed fight

Only through this once strong
Person who is weakened now
Something here is surely wrong
What is to be done and how?

I want to know
Yet I can’t bring myself to see
Do I want to show
That hidden part of me

Even in my greatest start
My efforts are surpassed
By my very own heart
I always think my place is last

Why make myself second best?
When I could be great
Only when I make myself feel less
Do I find myself in this state

Wondering who I am
And what will suffice
Wondering where I stand
And where I am in life

The hands that lie upon me
The cries I hear in the night
Swinging in the breeze
Time for the morning light


d.c.f.