All of Me

All of me, 

doesn't always seem to be

The best of me, 

unless you know a little more

Knock three times, and open the door

All I have, 

doesn't seem so very much to give

And I'm often waging battles in my head

Each moment's struggle, to be put to bed

But look at me!

Ive fought a 1000 battles, 

and coming free

I know the harder days are when I breathe

And I'm thankful for each breath, 

and I believe

I'm Moving into the best of me

So if I cry, 

and shed a tear or two from my eyes

I know that as I lay in bed at night

In the morning, 

comes a brand-new light

I find myself still striving for what is right

And dreaming of so much more in life

Than I had before, 

A hope that comes, hear it, it's knocking at the door...

1/21/14

clc