Cupboard Coward

aloque | 27 Aug 2004, 4:13am

Everytime I study these lines

I can see I am someone else

I can sense I am someone new,

someone I shouldn't like, but do.

Parts of him I identify in myself;

the coward in hero's disguise,

the foolish moments forgiven

in anticipation of greatness.

I wonder when my name comes

up for its final call, will I have

lived a true moment, one that

is devoid of the confusion?

or will I finally show my colours,

as the violent shades of realization

finally paint me as I was and am,

a coward in a hero's disguise.

Current Mood: Confused
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