| Bitter Truth I beg my mind, bring me a dream! A re-awakening of what it was to be Of piece of mind and sincere being. True to self but of consciousness sweet. Were only I to have purpose in reality And bring with me joy to others that bless me, Then I might find reason, respectively To attempt to utilize my gift to create glee. Told was I, by many a respective tutor That I have an intelligent mind to share. But for lacking the self-credibility nor Having a true sense of intelligible repair, I cannot help but loath my own degree Of deplorable, disreputable being. |