Sunday, September 2, 2012

A post from my little brother

My little brother a boy and a young man quickly rising above me in every way possible. His writing has more clairvoyance and natural appeal than I already posses, and his ideas are projected in an equal manner. I soon will not longer be able to protect and look after him. Very soon I will be the one standing and admiring his limitless ability.
A WillPeople seem to like this one. It is one of my oldest ones.


I've never had a will before
I don't know what it's like
a will to run
a will to hide
a will to stay and fight
it seems I have no motivation
just to stay alive
to laugh
to love
to live and thrive
I just don't think I have the right
but there you stare all lovingly
back into my eyes
you make me laugh
you make me love
you make me live and thrive
you keep me from my childish thoughts
you leave me in a bind
to laugh
to love
to live and thrive
just doesn't feel right
but here you are right by my side
I wish you could be mine
a will to run
a will to hide
a will to stay and fight
these things seem so childish
as I pass them by
I have a will
a will
a will
just know you will be mine.

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