Pigeonholed
(From "Pieces of Me")
Pigeonholed
You can be anything you want, they said
Throwing falsehoods at her
Freedoms of youth
With a path yet unlived
Not even written yet
But when she tried to follow her dreams
They said slow down
Time is on your side
And knowledge only comes with age
You’ll learn
And she did learn
That time is against us all
Slowi...
Friday 20th September 2019 6:56 am
Pebbles and Boulders
When she began walking
Her boulder was a pebble
And the mountain was a tiny hill
Now the boulder gets heavier everyday
The mountain becomes steeper
People run by as if she's not there
She trips over pebbles now
If she could just make it to the top
She would drop the boulder
Watching it crumble
And crush all the pebbles
They say she made it all up in her head
But...
Wednesday 27th March 2019 12:16 pm
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