The mile

The mile

Waking up in the morning
at the mirror you talk
you say “Solitude good morning”
you don’t even want to walk

Suddenly you feel grown up
and you think you are looking bad
you prepare yourself a coffee cup
and you ‘re sitting pretty sad

But the child that lives inside you
wakes up and asks you why
you left all this pain to ride you
and you want to make it cry

Now you don’t have an answer
you don’t find the words to say
why you left it grow as cancer
spoiling every one your day

So you think a little better
and you give yourself a smile
you ‘re your own life’s setter
so go on another mile

And the child that lives inside you
every day it ‘ll make your day
walking there just beside you
asking just a smile for pay

Argonaut 01 Oct '14

http://spirogyrismata.blogspot.gr/2014/09/blog-post_22.html