18 January, 2008

Scared Still

Sherry Troutman

After all this time
Looking through the mirror
I’m Scared Still
Standing shocked
Expressionless
Lonely, I go a-calling
Looking to find some answers
When all I hear is the empty echo within the wind
I’m Scared Still
After all this time Scared Still
Trying to make things rhyme I’m scared Still
Don’t know which way is up
All of the time I’m scared Still
Deep into my years my body goes an-aging
Envisioning my fears
My life like an open book
I constantly go a-paging
Even after a second look
Still searching for nothing
Wishing it was something
Only to find out I’m Scared;
Still I’m Scared Still
After all this time Scared Still
Trying to make things rhyme
I’m Scared Still
Don’t know which way is up
All of the time I’m Scared; Still

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