Memory



Am I beautiful?

Am I free?

Am I someone's happy memory?

That one shining day in the sun that one day that was given to everyone?

Did someone ever think I was perfect just the way I was?

Not just the person I let people see but the me I really was?

Am I different?

Have I changed?

Better or worse or am I caged?

Did you ever see me or just the person you needed me to be?

Was I stregth?

Was I honor?

Was I your whore for you to squander?

Did you know the truth?

Did even I?

was the memory simply a lie?


© 2001-2006 J.A. Rodgers


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