unafraid
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In silence
I hear music
melancholy melodies
washing gracefully
through ancient corridors,
waves of rhythm
drifting across
gently rolling green.
I notice you. I notice how you sit as though your on top of the world, and aren't afraid of falling.
Querida Mama,
I hope one day I will be brave enough.
Enough to tell you that I see your pain
and although at times I have been
ungrateful
to you.
You who have know me my whole life
People say whatever they want without knowledge
“1st amendment,” they say.
We are different in every way, and that’s what’s beautiful.
A reputation is establishedIt has to be maintainedWe like to have a lavishVain image of ourself engrained
They took me by the hand to the Land of Dreams,
I was young and naive, all I knew was that everyone said everything was better in the U S of A.
The years quickly passed by, years where everything was fine, everything was good.
