how to be beautifl

 My time is running out

and still

I have not sung 

the true song

the great song

I admit

that I seem

to have lost my courage

a glimpse at the mirror

a glimpse into my heart

makes me want

to shut up forever

so why do you lean me here

Lord of my life

lean me at this table

in the middle of the night

wondering

how to be beautiful 

My Time

From the book of longing

By Leonard Cohen