Wandering ghost
I’ve traveled a great distance.
Yet have so far to go.
And met with much resistance.
From those that just don’t know.
Tried to explain, to educate.
But end up wasting time.
It always ends up in debate.
With narrow brainwashed minds.
I’ve made mistakes along the way.
Like most everybody does.
By not being open everyday.
To the ones I really love.
Because I’ve lived for someone else.
For way too many years.
The mistakes I made were to myself.
For not facing my worst fears.
And the person I lied to the most.
Resides within myself.
And made me wander like a ghost.
That lived upon a shelf.
So now I tell them when I must.
So hopefully they’ll see.
I’m the same person that they did trust.
Except now I’m being me.
So no more hiding who I am.
No more living in denial.
And when they say that I’ll be damned.
I’ll sigh and force a smile.
Yet have so far to go.
And met with much resistance.
From those that just don’t know.
Tried to explain, to educate.
But end up wasting time.
It always ends up in debate.
With narrow brainwashed minds.
I’ve made mistakes along the way.
Like most everybody does.
By not being open everyday.
To the ones I really love.
Because I’ve lived for someone else.
For way too many years.
The mistakes I made were to myself.
For not facing my worst fears.
And the person I lied to the most.
Resides within myself.
And made me wander like a ghost.
That lived upon a shelf.
So now I tell them when I must.
So hopefully they’ll see.
I’m the same person that they did trust.
Except now I’m being me.
So no more hiding who I am.
No more living in denial.
And when they say that I’ll be damned.
I’ll sigh and force a smile.
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