Written by Bianca October 1993
From birth to adulthood
We dream and fantasize
Life’s path seems clear, NO obstacles, there is illumination
Reality takes over, with nails and thorns we must familiarize
Abuse, rejection, helplessness, there is frustration
And yet, instinctively we act, and we survive
We pick up bits and ends, life must go on
For a new start we strive.
Giving birth to Angels, Ecstasies,
Memories of the past
Dreaming of a great future,
But good times don’t last
Happiness felt when they were born
And now my cherubs are gone
The is no hope I’m all alone
My heart and soul are torn
Of happy endings at night I dream
Awaken… there is no one on my team
What have I done? Should I be sorry?
Why should I always be the one to worry
I wish I had a magic wand
To bring back to my life the zest.
Just raising up my hand
And fill again my empty nest!