and life… hasn’t been the nicest to me lately
and if i, didn’t have my faith i don’t know what i’d do…
i try to keep my head up, moving bravely,
but sometimes i wonder if i’ll ever get through?
because… i still don’t feel like i’ve found
the place where my heart belongs
when i hear my guitar sound,
i know there’s something wrong… that ain’t my song!!!
but i don’t know if i can i sing
when i have no voice?
and how am i supposed to choose
when i have no choice?
and i don’t know if i can fly
when i’m not free
and how am i supposed to trust
what i can not see?
but my song is mine,
& I’m the only one who can sing it,
& my song is real, & if i don’t,
know one else will believe it…
and my song is just, waiting to be sung,
it’s far from done, no, it’s just begun!
—-
written 2009_6_2
Unwrittentruth's Blog 
Aslan Kanshaw
January 14, 2012 at 6:46 am
Beautiful..
glasshousemarriage
January 14, 2012 at 3:50 pm
I love this. It reminds me of Luke 21:28 “stand up and lift up your heads, because your redemption is drawing near.” No matter what you or I are going through, we can lift up our heads….not let anyone else say how your life, or my life, should be happening…it is yours, it is mine…we can lift up our heads and march onwards without fear.
unwrittentruth
January 14, 2012 at 4:19 pm
true true. thank you for that inspiration.
Amanda
January 14, 2012 at 4:01 pm
Funny, I just wrote something similiar to “that ain’t my song!” That may be my favorite line from this poem!