I married the wrong man ……….for me
He is a good man
but that’s my story
It was what I believed in…..then
– that has made me sorry
I believed anything is obtainable
I believed in beauty, in intelligence, in true love
That if you try mind, body and soul – you could control
So I searched and with my beliefs
I thought I had found……………….
With the power of persuasion, I showed them a vision
They believed it, so I believed it ……even more
Not knowing, later on what was in store!
All have dreams, I had mine
I couldn’t believe I had him, now my journey would begin
Now here I am – a victim of my beliefs and convictions
Surrounded by crumpled and broken ambitions
I haven’t the face or the body he lusts for
My thoughts and conversations too shallow and petty
My nature and temperament too crude
My love and feelings too fierce
But we have a son – our life, our light
That keeps me hanging on
On good days, I believe
Years hence, we will find each other, celebrate each other
Not now, but someday………..
On other days, I feel wronged, very wronged and wonder why this became me
Anger floods my mind and tears fill my eyes,
then I believe
all will be set right…
Not now, but some day……….
This I believe
What happens today
Will always be set right
…………not now, but someday.
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