From Dog to Wolf

I'm tired of being a wide eyed dog,

That bends to the command of unseen master.

I'm tired of being lost in the bog,

That is wrought with pain and disaster.

Oh, too many times have I been ashamed,

To speak the words that surface in my brain.

I've said too many things that have to be displayed.

All the while wishing to dance in the rain.

I'm tired of seeing the world through eyes of hope.

Although the world is wrought with the evil I have lived,

I always saw past what I wrote.

Though, I cannot see what I believe.

I believe that I am a wolf,

A couragous beast that can do miraculous things.

But I sit as though I'm a loof,

Listening and saying without thinking.

So today I will dance, in the pouring rain.

Today I won't have as soft a face as yesterday.

Today I'll amaze, and look as though the pain,

Didn't just fade away. But I've lived to see another day.