... Then I'll learn to Be
It's this point for which I strive
It's this point for which I strive:
***
Anger won't make me see red,
and an outsider won't have the rights
to shift my heart to something wrong
ans blind me from fighting fights.
***
Where death won't make me go all ghostly,
and rainbows won't lower jaw;
Where pain won't conquer my wisps of hope,
and music won't resee things I saw.
***
Where I won't place myself in life,
but life will impress around me;
Where choices won't trigger a million thoughts
but rather guide me timidly.
***
Where my soul will not search for me,
but I will seek its light;
Where emotions won't lead me in my path
but only inform me of my plight.
***
Where I will call my mind my own,
and my traits will be known to me;
Where the beat of my heart will soothe itself,
and then I will learn to be.
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Rachel Steinmetz
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