wilderness

I try to be at my best

but never the less the anger want let me rest,

I always going though some type of test.

maybe for to make me better,

but  not for this kind of weather.

my days seem long, but my night are as a tire song,

when I finally lay down, after cooking and running behind the kids.

I begin to settle in and dream of my vision.

And I remember that day of looking forward to the ray of reaching my goals.

For somebody has to know.

believing in her and she chose the life she live;s in.

effecting her and putting her in the wilderness, where she tries to get out

its hard for her

she loves, only to get hurt

she stood by her worth

and she wonders how long will it be for this mistery

she walk in her owe shoes, strong as a loin

often she would get entangle when things got just a little to heavy for her.

what was her journey, for it seem far away from her

trying to stay on the path that was set for her with all of her soul

but when the lane change, sometimes the road would get little rocky.

and them she would half to get a little cocky

realizing she was crying, but the heart wast;n lieing

so, she kept on climbing until she reach the top.