who is she
who settles for what
is
instead of for what could
be
who is she who settles for
what is, instead of
chasing the dream?
Who is she,
who fights and bows,
and sometimes looses,
and sometimes wins,
but always grows?
who is she,
who grows ever more
like a child, wondering
at life's beauty and craze?
who is she, tired of
chasing promises of a
life to be had only
against a lifetime
of doing, doing,
doing...
don't you recognize your
own face anymore?
aren't your soles sore?
isn't it your back who
tired of all those
burdens you learned
to bear?
isn't it you, yearning to care,
yearning to share,
crying to be, just be, just me?
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