Sonya Kitchell

Tinted Glass

Sonya Kitchell


I cannot explain
Why i am this way
Precaution please leave me alone
I'm tired of hearing what you've got to say

Sometimes i like it
Sometimes i don't

But it seems i always want to be what i'm not
And i'm not satisfied with what i've got
I'm looking through a tinted glass
That changes color with each question that i ask

Part of me is new and part of me is old
I'm running fast but can i hold
Onto this dream that grows at such a speed
I don't know what i want or what i need

I cannot explain
For i do not know
Confusion is planted in my mind
And the seed continues to grow

Sometimes i like it
Most times i don't

The more i know, the more i ask
Will i find answers or is this my task
Will a day arrive, when i am sure of something

The unobtainable intrigues me
Greener grass i can see
When my vision is obscured by desire

Sometimes i must
Look deeper than the waters brim
Take a deep breath
Before i dive in
Take a deep breath
Before i try to swim

Take a deep breath
Take a deep breath