AT THE THRESHOLD
by Ellen Gennaro
I’m often uneasy I’m often alone
I hold onto worries and make them a home
I’m never enough and I’m always too much
I’m dying for love but afraid to be touched
Fear had convinced me the past never ends
And tomorrow will be what yesterday’s been
I’m tired of crying 'bout what I don’t have
I’m tired of laughing when I’m feeling sad
I take off my blinders and turn on the lights
Still I walk past the truth that shines in plain sight
Fear had convinced me the past never ends
And tomorrow will be what yesterday’s been
Today is the day I’m claiming my chance
To sing a new song and dance a new dance
I clear out the closets I sweep up the floors
I empty the trash bin I open the doors
I stand at the threshold ready to shout
Life won’t pass me by love won’t count me out
Fear won’t define me ever again
I am who I am and not who I’ve been
I’m not who I’ve been I am who I am