I read a poem* about a girl
Who lives inside of me
A girl who used to be me
A girl who wants to remind me
That she is still there
This girl is a firecracker
This girl is unafraid
This girl wants the best out of life
And knows I deserve the best
I wondered if this girl ever really existed
When I was two maybe? or when I was 4?
(I think I saw a glimpse of her when I was 40)
At what point did I start to retreat to the safety of compliance?
The safety of saying no when I thought yes
The safety of saying yes when I really wanted to say no
When I was young I used to fall back
Knowing my dad would catch me
I knew with utter certainty
I believe if I did this now, he still would (or at least would try)
I would like to have this same belief
That if I jump forwards
Life will catch me
And take me on a journey
I would like to catch the current of air
And learn to fly
*Remember Her? By Donna Ashworth
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