My fear?

That “I” could disappear!
The choice is mine to make
Do for all others …and forsake
The small, quiet voice inside…
The one saying, “please don’t hide”

I just keep waiting til “then”….
Until there’s time for me
But it seems there’s never a “then”
So I Just keep doing this… until someday I see

There’s an old woman living inside
Still knocking on my heart
I can’t hide from her anymore
I want her to be free
And the only way she can be free
Is if I am me and she is she


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