A Sign of Things To Come
Alexander
I never had a way to express myself
creatively,
I never knew that words could command so
much affection,
While taking ever flaw that you posses,
And seasoning it to perfection,
I never knew what it was it like to glance
in the mirror,
Then be proud of the reflection,
I never had a reason to walk with my head
held high,
To resist the temptations of asking the
question,
Why am I here?