As my life turns, my soul longs to be beyond it: <br /> Beyond hurt and rage <br /> Bitterness and change <br /> Frusteration and sorrow <br /> lies...and worries of Tomorrow <br /> As a new day arrives, my soul moves with colors: <br /> Yellow and happiness <br /> Red and embarassment <br /> Blue and Rebuke <br /> Colors that never tell the truth... <br /> As the year turns over a new one arrives <br /> I want to move beyond these changes and colors of character...how soon can this come about? ?<br /><br />Calah Unknown<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-556/
