Wednesday, August 3, 2011

the shell

So you want me to tell you
who i want to be.
Is that what you asked?
(that is what i heard).

i want to be smart
(i am smart)
i want to be confident
(was i ever confident?)
i want to trust
(didn't i used to trust?)
i want to be a good mother
(i was once a good mother)

but now i am a shell.
an empty shell.
i can't remember.
i am scared.
i fear everyone.
i have lost my self.

where did i go?

--bruised orange

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