Rediscovery
by cricketjeff on September 5, 2012. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
It’s over fifty years since I got started
And all that time I knew who I should be
A little daft and somewhat tender hearted
A lump of flesh composed genetic’ly
But now I find this easy image’s busted
My life was lived beneath a dreadful lie
A man I loved proved he could not be trusted
The last few weeks have taught me how to cry
So digging deep I’ll have to reinvent me
I must believe that I’m worth fighting for
And only hurtful history can prevent me
From finding peace upon a distant shore
And saving me means I can help rebuild
The soaring soul his infamy has killed
Author notes
Reinventing me isn’t what matters, rebuilding my daughter does.
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