Calm but borderline distraught
Trapped inside a room of thought
It has to take an act of reason
An unrelenting time and season
To make me what I'm not
Choices made along the way
Far too personal to say
The black has all been smeared with colors
The white's reflected all the others
Leaving me with shades of gray
Time without the time again
Causes heads and thoughts to spin
The crippled clutch of conversation
Tries to find misplaced duration
Without a passing thought of sin
Never lived to be a whore
Self-respect is worth much more
If what I am is so symbolic
When do I become iconic
And to whom an idol for
I've tried to live a life worth note
I've never questioned what they wrote
It seems to be a badge of honor
A thought yet too far-fetched to ponder
To don the hue of winter's coat
Hopeful
Hopeless
It seems so little is at stake
Still I've had all I can take
I'm sitting here before a wedding
Wondering why I'm regretting
Tiny figures on a cake

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