I am good for me
For me, myself, and I
Not for some noble decree
Or a being in the sky
My compass points ahead
To bigger and better things
When I rest my bones in bed
My own destiny sings
I will drop your jaw
I will shake your core
I will break the law
You will wait for more
I will grow and bloom
In the most surprising places
I will touch the moon
And I will watch your faces
As I ascend into glory
Not a magic land of clouds
But a carefully crafted story
Told before crowds
- Author: SheWasTheSun ( Offline)
- Published: December 11th, 2016 17:53
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments3
loved it!!!!!
Thank you! Glad you enjoyed!
Great write
Thanks so much!!
Welcome
"My own destiny sings" Such a delicious line, thank you for sharing your poem! It was lovely.
Thanks so much for reading and commenting! I'm glad you liked it!
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