I Want
My striving dream, my happiness, my desirable focus to impel within myself
By Nema ReedyPublished 4 years ago • 1 min read
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My reality, My desire
I want my appearance to be like fireworks, so I can be admired for once
I want to be a shield from sticks and stones, that would fall upon the innocents bones
I want to teach those how to fish, not give them the fish
I want to be like water, I want to slip through fingers, but hold up a ship
I want to go for the thrills on the roller coaster
While others play it safe on the merry-go-round
I want to be like the others that get the new gear, or is privileged into it
But only I to remain the plain old same
Like plain Jane
For now
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