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Confusion
i don't have an intense bone in my body.
what ever it is that i used to have is gone.
like floating around the sahara.
nothing to quench my thirst.
i can't see ahead of myself.
and i'm stuck here for eternal damnation.
confused adn upset at my lack of understanding.
one day i will stop being a child.
i will grow up and be who they expect me to be.
but until then, i'm fine where i am.
except for all this confusion and frustration.
some how i accept the fact that i'm alone.
even though i know you are standing right there.
a key closing a gate, i have fled from you.
i let this feeling wash over me.
and it surprised me with how intense it is.
so i may not feel it,
but i am it.
just like every other story in my children's book.
a flower waiting to bloom into something bigger;
i too have to wait to become my full self.
