The Phoenix
I stand upon a twisted stage--
above a crowd of stone.
I know that comfort's far away,
and confidence has flown.
I see a bird without a fear
Asleep beneath the noise
I Sing, I dance, I Act, I live
to find his honest poise.
Today I stand a stronger man--
without a world of lies.
I spread my wings behind my back--
And like the bird, I Rise.
This poem is about:
Me