Fools Gold

It’s like, you mine forever...and you finally find a piece.
And you think, since you're real - that it should be.
We went through the motions.
It dropped hints that it was fake
Perhaps, thats why it lost itself in that lake to begin with

Every glint of light shined upon it, showed it for what it really truly was
But I never wanted to group it with the rest, or throw it in the pile of fools gold.
I wanted make something more out of it.

I put my heart into making sure it was cared for.
I took care of it like it was real, gave it all of my time, all of my patience, my love.
I would keep it out of the light, hidden, in a safe cool place.
Free from inspection or greedy hands that might want to come and take it away.

I’d sifted through piles of rock, time and time again.
Looking for something that I girlishly believed whole-heartedly in.
When I thought I found it, I cherished it.
Wouldn't you?

But it was fools gold all along, huh?
But I am no fool, so why did I get stuck with it?
“Perhaps I should hold on” - maybe i’ll fool all the other miners.
Make them think I won.
Nah

In disgust I threw it over my shoulder, back into the pond.
As many miners before me had done.
Some held onto it for less time - they were smart.
In that time, I could have found a treasure.
A real one.

I've wised up, maybe some fool will see what I fell in love with.
If I could reach them, i’d let them know the shine wears off pretty quick.
Lackluster

It still hurts.

It would take all the elbow grease in the world to polish it up
and still
I couldn’t unsee the dirt

Fool no more, I know my worth.

From the Archives - 6/16/2008