FINALLY

I admitted I was lonely:
And so I wrote it down.
Then put it out to all the world
In hopes it might be found;
 
That I might learn and come to see
It wasn’t only me;
That someone else might feel the same
And feel a friend in me.
 
I’ve never been the best at speaking
Open full and free,
But when I write it down,
It is a way that others see
 
The good I feel and wish to share,
Even when I do not say.
Now, mornings when I write,
I feel light in my own way.
 
I don’t keep back as much
As I have in past,
And if another wants to learn,
It’s there—for anyone, anywhere.
 
We all have good to share.
Learn the ways we may.
Give the good we feel
Through the means where we best say.
 
When we do, the world becomes
Brighter from our light,
And what we didn’t like before
Finally feels right.