Listening to Myself

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My thoughts

I'm listening,
listening to myself.
Listening to what I
might have to say.

I hear a voice,
it's telling me,
not to stand out,
to blend into the crowd.

Don't call attention
to yourself.

I try and do
what it is that
this voice is telling me.

Don't do that!
That's not what
I've told you to do!

So I stop,
turn back around,
walk away, mentally,
and keep myself from looking back.

I'm listening to myself,
to what is being said,
but maybe this voice
isn't telling me to do things that are
good for me.

So I take a step back,
and look deep inside.

What I see inside
is a whole different me!

I see one me,
who is huddled in a corner,
reading a book,
and doing her own thing
all by herself.

This little shy me
is wearing a hoodie,
her hood is down,
but her hair is covering her face.

Nearby, I see another me,
who is a few feet away
from the little, shy me.

This me is standing,
in a wide open space.

She has my face,
she has my body,
she has my features,
but isn't dressed like the me I know.

She has a short sleeved shirt on,
shaved and very smooth legs,
with short jean shorts on.

She has her hair down,
but it works on her,
it curls on her face
making her look hot!

But when I try to focus
on what she did, with our hair,
my vision blurrs,
and I can't see the two of me inside of me.

So, all I can do,
is try and be,
the very best me
that I can be!

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