Who am I?
Who is "me"?
Who do other women
Understand so naturally?
What am I scared of?
What am I afraid to find?...
Lurking in the corners,
Of my little mind?
I want to find a passion,
To achieve my dreams and goals.
But when I consider action,
I am paralyzed deep in my soul.
And by the way (my mind says)
What is realistic?
What can you do?
Who will listen
To a woman like you?
No time to quench my souls thirst.
I need to be mom and wife first.
So I am frozen.
"Me" slips further away.
Eventually I'll get to it.
Maybe. One day.
Author notes
Searching for me is harder than I expected.
Written March 8th, 2006
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So sad but yet beautiful. Well done. loved the read

