My life has taken turns and twists

thats made me who I am.

An angry, volatile kind of

gal, that’s full of love still.

Those facets may not mix

to you, but inside me

they do.

I pray and pray and do

the right things. I try

not to get thrown too far off

my square. I know I’m

far from perfect, but I continue

to try and try- to climb up to

a higher plateau before my

time to die.

I give out food, and donate blood,

Sometimes I’ll give a ride to a stranger,

I’ll keep trying to help others,

and I’ll write instead of fight.

I get angry and blow up,

I scream, shout and holler.

But through it all I know my

God doesn’t blame me for

blowing up. So now you know

some of me and I don’t mind the

share. I’ll just have to keep

being myself, being good

leaving little room for bad

on my hearts shelf.