Weaknesses

As a child I used to pray for my weaknesses
Now I don’t even know what a weakness is
You think I lost my faith at an early age
But I believe in love, ain’t that the same?
I cannot find a single reason to start a war
You can call it pacifistic hippie galore
Lines are carved in my face as a sign of age
Some birds fly free, some love their cage.

2017-07-05T15:26:45+00:00