I cannot hide, you portray me without question
my ebb and flow, my dark and light
you're my constant friend, and I
cannot look at you and lie,
'cause lets face it, I'd be
lying to myself, right in the face
you may not have all the answers,
but you're a good listener,
and here's a little secret for you to keep:
" I don't know who I should become…
but maybe it's enough to know
who I don't want to become."
*
- This was fun, written as a prompt.
you become…
somewhere between ploughing the fields
with bare
hands and feet
climbing
rocks and trees
because
daylight demands
to be
soaked into your skin
you become…
somewhere
between wishful thinking
and
dreaming of your hearts desires
music
taking you to new heights
bathing in the lake of your imagination
do you
notice what you gain and what you lose?
you become…
a stranger
to the child you once were
so distant
and cold, not at all innocent
yet you
keep returning back to childhood
as a
magnet, hidden in those days is a story
of how your
personality unfolded
you become…
yourself,
somewhere on the path
like a
caterpillar turns into a butterfly
you find your voice
© Natašek
