We are not creatures of perfection
By nature
Or nurture
We are malleable in form
From start to finish
I struggle with my own imperfect humanity
Trying to make the best of what I have
Having not the best to give
Unmistakably mistaken
Poured just short of perfection
In times just the simple reflection
Lets me know
That I am imperfect
Certainly uncertain
For my known unknowns
Are what what make
Me
Remarkably
Human
Another day
Another poem
Today I wonder what has held me back in life
The fear of something that does not exist
The fear of falling somewhere I can not
I can no longer have these fears control my heart
I must control me
That is truly what must be
For me to grow and develop
Into what can be
What should be
Rather than what can not
I must forget the past
Create a new future
Not controlled by fears or constraints
For what I believed became my reality
This real world defined me
It is time for a sea change
The salty breeze on the shoulder of the new me
This is where I will now live
Free from fear and darkness
Full of life and adventure
That is the real me
A Cup of Songwriting 