Have I no shame? None.
I have hidden myself for
so long under an artistic
blanket and where has it
gotten me...? Artistic, that is it.
I know now that I missed out
on so much because of my pride.
When I see others dancing around
the fire of common lifestyles I think
to myself....they have had nothing of
themselves to really loose or even give
away. So here here we all are. The ones
that have the art for knowing life to give.
Have we been shattered enough to give freely?
And simple enough to desire respect and popularity?
It is a choice. What do you really desire?
Copyright 12-27-2008 ©® Sarah Sisson
Sarah Sisson
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