Who are we to sit and judge what other people do with their live's? Who say we must control them or they will be lead a stray from the path that was set for them? Don't we all choose our own path's? Choose who we want to be?
Why is it that when I want to be with the one I love most I'am made to be the bad child? When is the time when a young girl become's a woman in her life?
I brave to be with you my dearest who came like a robber in the night stealing my heart and I would toss everything away to be with you but now I see why I am here where I stand now. . . .Fear has it's death grip on me. . I'am force to be scared and to run away from being where I want to be. Standing so high but then slipping and falling inside the black of darkness to hide away from the light but the day when I met you I wanted to pull away from it. . . . is something holding me back now? Am I force to fight to reach for the light? I look up at the sky each day asking why but I never get a answer,I don't want to be a pain but I feel that every day. I wanna be free as the wolf howling to the moon each night singging it's song,I wanna fall inlove with you oh angel of mine I dream each night. I will become a warrior to prove I have what it take's to be with you! And get my fear's off my back and out of my face to take my rightful place next to you!
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The late night's will they kill me?
Who am I to judge? Who am I to run into the face of danger? Who am I to say that I want to beat the odd's? Who am I to try and save the one's I love at the cost of my own life. . . . .
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