By the sea
So many faces share my life
and look up to this man you see,
but I must tell them they're all wrong.
I'm not that man, I'm only me.
Of pedistals, I have no use.
I'm just the same as everyone.
I cut myself and it will bleed.
I've lost some battles, some I've won.
It's true that in me thrives real hope
and strength to fight when some would quit,
but in you rests exactly that.
Just light the heart that once was lit.
In honesty, we know ourselves,
much better than does anyone.
In me lives fear I daily fight,
in stars of night, in days of sun.
It's truth I give here, know yourself.
Don't let friends make you what you're not.
Be who you are and trust in you.
False compliments are best forgot.
Three years ago my life did dim.
Great sadness threatened who is me.
I spent some time confused and lost,
then lit my life for all to see.
I chose to live in Heaven's fire
and open arms that I might hold,
give comfort to those without hope,
refuse my years be dust and mold.
Our lives can shine, but that's our choice
and mine is to turn night to day,
push back the darkness and move on,
to offer hope while on my way.
[This message has been edited by Auguste (08-28-2002 03:46 PM).]