Saturday, May 25, 2019

Why is Ordinary

Why is ordinary
Making nothing out of
nothing, yet what matters
There are no rules
Still I demand you see
Taking what I believe
To the street like a salve
Making me more than what I
am to my parents and
To those beyond my reach
I am but a picture
of a girl who is in need
Nothing special you see
Someone maybe perhaps
Who matters more than me
Little girl in your world
Do what you need to do
Make me a choice, someone
Who needs more than a voice
Someone who stands tall and
delivers more than she
Will ever and could be
Listen will you please, hear
me. Every word promised
guised in disbelief like
diamonds raw, uncut and
wanting release – I’m free
Let me be, free. Savior
let me be who I need